Patrick Walker, Life & prophecies of Mr. Alexr…
“ After the singing, in prefacing, he cried out, "Pack and let us go to Scotland, let us flee from one devouring sword and go to another; the poor honest lads in Scotland, are running upon the hills, and have little of either meat or drink, but cold and hunger: and the bloody enemy are pursuing and murdering them wherever they find them, their blood is running like water, upon scaffolds and fields; rise, go and take part with them for we fear they bar us out of heaven. ”
