To the Right Honourable My Lord Loudon — Letter 17

My very noble and honorable lord, grace, mercy, and peace be to you. I make bold to write to your lordship that you may know the honorable cause you are graced to profess is Christ's own truth. You are many ways blessed of God, who has taken upon you to come out to the streets with Christ on your forehead, when so many are ashamed of him and hide him (as it were) under their cloak, as if he were a stolen Christ. If this faithless generation (and especially the nobles of this kingdom) thought not Christ dear wares, and religion expensive, hazardous, and dangerous, they would not slip from his cause as they do and stand looking on with their hands folded behind their back, when rogues are running away with the spoil of Zion on their back, and the boards of the Son of God's tabernacle. Law and justice are to be had for any, especially for money and influence; but Christ can get no law, cheap nor dear. It were the glory and honor of you who are the nobles of this land to plead for your wronged bridegroom and his oppressed spouse, as far as zeal and standing law will go with you. Your ordinary logic from the event (that it will do no good) to the cause (and therefore silence is best, till the Lord put to his own hand) — it is not (with reverence of your lordship's learning) worth a straw. Events are God's; let us do, and not plead against God's office. Let him sit at his own helm who moderates all events. It is not a good course to complain that we cannot get a providence of gold, when our laziness, cold zeal, temporizing, and faithless fearfulness spoils good providence. Your lordship will pardon me: I am not of that mind that tumults or arms is the way to put Christ on his throne, or that Christ will be served and truth vindicated only with the arm of flesh and blood. In fact, Christ does his work with less din than with garments rolled in blood. But I would that the zeal of God were in the nobles to do their part for Christ. And I must be pardoned to write to your lordship this: I do not, I dare not but speak to others what God has done to the soul of his poor, afflicted, exiled prisoner. His comfort is more than I ever knew before; he has sealed the honorable cause I now suffer for, and I shall not believe that Christ will put his amen and ring upon an imagination. He has made all his promises good to me, and has filled up all the blanks with his own hand. I would not exchange my bonds with the plastered joy of this whole world. It has pleased him to make a sinner the like of me an ordinary banqueter in his house of wine, with that royal princely one, Christ Jesus. O what weighing! O what telling is in his love! How sweet must he be, when that black and burdensome tree, his own cross, is so perfumed with joy and gladness! O for help to lift him up by praises on his royal throne! I seek no more but that his name may be spread abroad in me, that much good may be spoken of Christ on my behalf. This being done, my losses, place, stipend, credit, case, and liberty shall all be made up to my full contentment and joy of heart. I will be confident your lordship will go on in the strength of the Lord and keep Christ and own him, that he may read your name publicly before men and angels. I will entreat your lordship to exhort and encourage that nobleman, your chief, to do the same. But I am sorry — many of you find a new wisdom, which deserves not such a name; it were better that men should see that their wisdom be holy and their holiness wise. I must be bold to desire your lordship to add to your former favors to me (for which your lordship has a prisoner's blessing and prayers) this: that you would be pleased to befriend my brother, now suffering for the same cause, for he is to dwell near your lordship's bounds. Your lordship's word and countenance may help him. Thus recommending your lordship to the saving grace and tender mercy of Christ Jesus our Lord, I rest.

Aberdeen, March 9, 1637. Your lordship's obliged servant in Christ, S. R.