The Simple Cobler of Aggawam in America

Either I am in an Appoplexie, or that man is in a Lethargie, who doth
not now sensibly feele God shaking the Heavens over his head, and the
Earth under his feet: The Heavens so, as the Sun begins to turne into
darknesse, the Moon into blood, the Starres to fall down to the ground;
So that little Light of Comfort or Counsell is left to the sonnes of
men: The Earth so, as the foundations are failing, the righteous scarce
know where to finde rest, the Inhabitants stagger like drunken men; it
is in a manner dissolved both in Religions and Relations: And no
marvell; for, they have defiled it by transgressing the Laws, changing
the Ordinances, and breaking the Everlasting Covenant. The Truths of God
are the Pillars of the world, whereon States and Churches may stand
quiet if they will; if they will not, He can easily shake them off into
delusions, and distractions enough.

Sathan is now in his passions, hee feeles his passion approaching; hee
loves to fish in royled waters. Though that Dragon cannot sting the
vitals of the Elect mortally, yet that Beelzebub can fly-blow their
Intellectuals miserably: The finer Religion grows, the finer hee spins
his Cobwebs, hee will hold pace with Christ so long as his wits will
serve him. Hee sees himselfe beaten out of grosse Idolatries, Heresies,
Ceremonies, where the Light breakes forth with power; he will therefore
bestirre him to prevaricate Evangelicall Truths, and Ordinances, that if
they will needs be walking, yet they shall _laborare varicibus_, and not
keep their path: he will put them out of time and place; Assascinating
for his Engineers, men of Paracelsian parts; well complexioned for
honesty; for, such are fittest to Mountebanke his Chimistry into sicke
Churches and weake Judgements