Prison-Pietie or, Meditations Divine and Moral. Digested into Poetical Heads, On Mixt and Various Subjects. Whereunto is added A Panegyrick to The Right Reverend, and most Nobly descended, Henry, Lord Bishop of London. By Samuel Speed, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
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The Mornings Ejaculation.
Now, that the Day-star doth arise,Beg we of God with humble cries,
All hurtful things to keep away,
Whilst we in duty spend the day:
Our tongues to guide so, that no strife
May breed disquiet in our life:
To shut the casement of our eye,
Lest it admit of vanity;
Preserve the heart both pure and free
From vain, and troubled phantasie:
To tame proud flesh, while we deny it
A full cup, and a wanton diet;
That when the day-light shall go out,
Time bringing on the night about,
We, by leaving worldly ways,
May in silence sing God's praise.
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