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S117274 REioyce with me ye Christians all, / To God geue laude and prayse: Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 27 A Ballad reioysinge the sodaine fall, / Of Rebels that thought to deuower vs all. A Ballad rejoicing the sudden fall, Of Rebels that thought to devour us all. Printer William / How ?-? Henry Kirkham

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REjoyce with me ye Christians all, To God geve laude and prayse: The Rebels stoute have now the fall, Their force and strength decayes. Which hoped through their Traitrous traine, Their Prince and native soyle: To put by their devises vaine, Unto a deadly foile. And with their Armies stoute in Feilde, Against their Prince did rise: And thought by force of Speare and sheilde: to win their enterprise. It was the Erle of Westmerland, that thought himselfe so sure: By the aide of his Rebellious bande, his countrie to devoure. The Erle eke of Northumberland, his Traitorous parte did take: With other Rebels of this Lande, for Ave Maries sake. Saying they sought for no debate, Nor nothing els did meane: But would this Realme weare in the state, That it before hath ben. What is that state I would faine know? That they would have againe: The Popish Masse it is I trowe, With her abuses vaine. As by their doings may apeare, In comming through ech Towne: The Bibles they did rent and teare, Like Traytours to the Crowne. And Traytours unto god likewise, By right we may them call: That do his lawes and worde despise, Their Country Queene and all. The lawes that she established, According to Gods word, They seeke to have abolished, By force of warre and sword. Forgetting cleane their loyaltie, That to their Prince they owe: Their faith and eke fidelitie, That they to hir should show. And rather seeke to helpe the Pope, His honour lost to winne, In whom they put their faith and hope, To pardon al their sinne. That if they should their native Land, Their Queene and God denie: They should have pardon at his hand, For their iniquitie. Therfore with those that love the Pope, They did their strength employ: And therby steadfastly did hope, Gods flocke cleane to destroy, And then set up within this Land, In every Churche and towne: Their Idols on Roodeloftes to stand, Like gods of greate renowne.
Their Aulters and tradicions olde, With painted stocke and stone: Pardons and Masses to be solde, With Kerye leyson. Friers shoulde weare their olde graye Gownes, And Maides to shrift should com: then Priestes should singe with shaven Crownes Dominus Vobiscum All these and suchlike vaneties, Should then beare all the sway: And gods word through such fantasies, Should cleane be layd away. But like as god did them despise, Which were in Moyses dayes: That did a calfe of gold devise, As god to give him prayse. And for the same Idolatry, In one day with the sword: Did thre and twenty thousand dye, That did neglect his worde. The Children eke of Israell, In Ezechias time: He made among their Foes to dwell, That did Committe that Crime. But when that Ezechias praied, To God to helpe his owne: The Lorde forthwith did send them aide, Their Foes weare overthrowne, A Hundred Thousande Eightie Five, By Gods Aungelles weare slaine: And none of them were left alive, That toke his name in Vaine, Senacheris also the Kinge, Then of the Assirians: As he his God was honouring, Was slaine by his two Sonnes. Like as he did those Rebels still, Which did his flocke pursewe: From time to time of his free will, By force of Warre subdewe. As Hollifernus and the rest, He put them still to flight: That had his little flocke opprest, In presence of his sighte. So hath he now these Rebels all, Through their ungodly trade: Cast downe into the Pit to fall, That they for others made. To whom still daily let us praye, Our noble Queene to sende, A Prosperous Raigne both night and day, From her foes to defende. Her and her Counsaile, Realme and all, During her noble life: And that Ill hap may them befall, That seeke for Warre and strife.
FINIS. Imprinted at London, in Fleetestreete, by William How, for Henry Kirkham, and are to be solde at his shop at the middle North doore of Paules Churche.