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Hymns to the Holy Trinity.

To God the Father.

Thou God the Father, hid from mortall sight

Thou God the Father, hid from mortall sight, that cloath'st thy self with circumfused light; thou King Eternall, with thy quickning raies, give life to my dead soul: clear all my daies with thy bright presence, my weak spirit fill with pow'r not subject to the Tempters will; Give mee a filiall, not a servile fear, let ev'ry sin be ransom'd with a tear; forbid me to despair, or to presume, lest too much fear should my best hopes consume; and when my body in the grave shall rest, may my cleans'd soul in Martyrs robes be drest.

To God the Sonne.

Thou God the Son, fountain of endles rest

Thou God the Son, fountain of endles rest, with whose rare birth a Virgins wombe was blest; thou Prince of Peace, restore me with thy blood, and wash my stains in that pure crimson flood; my deep-dy'd soul make white, as unsmutch'd snow, with those mix't streams which from thy side did flow; let those sharp nayles that pierc'd thy hands and feet, thy Crown of Thorns in my Redemption meet; my sins are all by imputation thine, thy suffrings too are by translation mine; then let thy passion, death, and buriall be pledges of everlasting life to me.

To God the Holy Ghost.

Thou God the Holy Ghost, that spread'st thy wings o're wounded spirits

Thou God the Holy Ghost, that spread'st thy wings o're wounded spirits Bath me in the springs of thy defusive joyes; and still impart fresh Oyle of Gilead to my bleeding heart; when I am folded in the armes of Death, drop down, drop down thy dew on my expiring breath; let not a doubt of one uncancel'd sin, dare to disturb my sweet repose within; all clouds of fear, let thy bright beames expell, that in my thoughts a serene calme may dwell: so shall my Rock of Faith unshaken stand in full assurance of the promis'd Land.