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Eleg. 20.
Vanquisht by such, as thirsted for my life,
And brought my soule into a legall strife,
How oft hast thou (just GOD) maintain'd my cause
And crost the sentence of their bloudie lawes?
Be still my God, be still that GOD thou wert,
Looke on thy mercy, not on my desert;
Be thou my Iudge betwixt my foes and me;
The Advocate, betwixt my soule & Thee;
'Gainst thee (great Lord) their arme they have advanc'd,
And dealt that blow to thee, that thus hath glanc'd
Vpon my soule; smite those that have smit thee,
And for thy sake, discharge their spleene at me.
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