Classic Poem

O Lord preserve the Parliament,
And send them long to reign,
From three years end to three years end,
And so to three again.

Let neither King nor Bishops, Lord,
Whilst they shall be alive,
Have power to rebuke thy Saints,
Nor hurt the Members five.

For they be good and godly men,
No sinfull path they tread;
They now are putting Bishops down,
And setting up Round-head.

From Holdsworth, Bromrigge , and old Shute ,
Those able learned Scholars,
Good Lord deliver us with speed,
And all our zealous Followers.

From Fielding and from Vavasour ,
Both ill affected men;
From Lunsford eke deliver us,
That eateth up Children.

Thy holy Burton, Bastwick , — —
Lord keep them in thy Bosome;
Eke him that hath kept out the King,
Worshipfull Sir John Hotham .

Put down the King and Hartford , Lord,
And keep them down for aye;
Thy chosen Pym set up on high,
And eke the good Lord Say .

For Warwick wee beseech thee Lord,
Be thou his strong defence,
Holland, Brooks , and S — — shield,
And eke his Oxcellence.

For B — — and K — — to
That are both wise and stout,
Who have rebuk'd the King of late,
And his ungodly Rout.

Once more we pray for Parliament,
That they may sit secure,
And may their Consultations,
From Age to Age endure.

Let all the Godly say Amen ,
And let them Praises sing
To God and to the Parliament,
And all that hate the King.