Saying, All power is giv’n from above.
’Tis by will of heav’n kings do reign,
The chain of Fate’s not rul’d by men.
Every thing must serve its time,
And so have kings of Stewart’s line.
Methinks they’re fools, whate’er they be,
Who draw their sword to stick the sea,
Or call upon the wind to bide,
Think not that strength will turn the tide;
Though praying made the sun to stand,