Hold fast thy Sword and Scepter Charles
sad times are coming on,
These bloody Papists I do think,
from us will ne’r be gone:
But Loyal Subjects oft advise,
what may be for the best,
Which is a sign that Kings shall be
obey’d, but not in Jest.

If Papists can but bear the sway,
how saucily they’l prate,
That now already do begin,
to talk of Forty-Eight:
Oh wicked Rome, forbear a while,
in thee Sedition springs,
And stirs up Subjects to Rebell
against the best of Kings.

All Europe justly may complain,
of thine Idolatries,
And thou dost load thy self amain,
with cursed Infamies:
But yet I hope in little time,
that thou wilt have a fall,
That England then may be releas’d,
and get out of her thrall.

Thy Chains and Fetters heavy be,
for Protestants to bear,
They are confin’d from Liberty,
while them they’r forc’d to wear:
But I do hope that in short space,
no Pope in Rome will be,
It will rejoyce our English hearts,
if that we live to see.

Then will our Nation flourish sure,
that under thee did groan,
And then will have no cause at all,
to grieve or make her moan:
But now thy Cursed Hellish Plots,
do make us cry and roar,
Because we will not be such Sots,
to Worship Babel’s Whore.

Your stratagems you see do fail,
and will do still I hope,
And how can you expect to see
a Blessing on your Pope:
Who knows himself to be a Cheat,
and brings poor Souls to Hell,
His Doctrine is a meer Deceit,
and that he knows full well.

All Loyalty in Subjects he
doth utterly Detest,
And those that most Rebellious be,
he always counts the best:
His Jesuits they do study Lyes,
and such like horrid things,
Which is the cause that some denies
Alleigence to their Kings.

For this your cursed Doctrine sure,
you’l one day punisht be,
And be severe Examples made,
for your Idolatry:
But English-men do now I hope,
your Baseness see so clear,
They will not let a Popish Priest,
nor Jesuit harbour here.

Then Charles side with thy Subjects still,
who Popery oppose,
That Papists may not have their Will,
nor prove our mortal Foes:
So shalt thou be a glorious Prince,
in spight of who says nay,
That thou may’st happy be, and safe,
thy Subjects daily pray.