As if God should say to Papists, Go to your Indulgencers, pardon-mongers, Aneylers: or to carnal Gospellers, Go to your parasitical-preachers, that have soothed you up in your sins (and ye loved to have it so) or at the best, have shot off a few pot-guns onely against gross sins, and licked you whole again presently with, I hope better things of you, &c.