The teares or lamentations of a sorrowfull Soule Set foorth by Sir William Leighton |
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2. The second part of the eight Lamentation.
The penitent by faith preuailes against frailty in the fierie triall.
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Then let me at thy footestoole fall,& there acknowledge mine amisse
For pardon begge, and mercy call,
and pray for grace and heauenly blisse.
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And that thou bridle my desires,clense mine affections with thy spirit:
Inflame me with thine holy fire,
in nought but thee let me delight.
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Lord tame the fiercenes of mine heart,reforme my words my mouth & speach
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therefore right wisdome do me teach.
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In vnderstanding truth instruct me,vouchsafe me perfect patience:
So to that freedome wilt conduct me,
where is no losse nor paine of sence.
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And from thiese dangers best me free,which most I feare, & soon'st possesse;
The comforts most desir'd by me,
and so enioy true happines.
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O make not Lord thy absence long,but hasten my deliuerance:
Against my foes Lord make me strong,
which do themselus gainst me aduance.
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That ready are with on set newe,for to assault my silly soule:
Wearied with stormes that do accrew,
& plungd with waues which or'e me roule.
The third part of the eight Lamentation.
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Wherefore hast thou left vnto vs,by thy word, a commaundement:
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with weighty burdens vs torment.
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With promise to vs helpe and ease,thou see'st & knowest Lord our desire:
Our secret hearts and all our waies,
all's plaine to thee as light as fire.
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If therefore I should iustifie,my selfe I should condempned bee:
Thou find'st me out and do'st me try,
my righteousnes is nought to thee.
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disclayming mine integritie,I cast me downe Lord at thy feete:
And pray for pure sincerity,
that I do all, in all that's meete.
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Wherefore thou art most bountifull,when wants & weakenes we confesse:
Yea then thy guifts are plentifull,
vs to releiue in our distresse.
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On thee my burden Lord i'le lay,for well I knowe thou car'st for all:
That thee belieue, loue, feare obey,
and for thy grace and mercy call.
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My faith and hope is all in thee,I am of imperfections full:
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should I that blockish am and dull.
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Defiled within and eke without,pleade duties don or else be mute:
It is in vaine to goe about,
with thee O Lord for to dispute.
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Who euill am in my best way,in purest thoughts yea most impure:
Pardon my weakenes Lord I pray,
and giue me zeale & strength t'indure.
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With humblenes and perfect loue,which Lord thou do'st of me require:
Instruct me God with wisdome moue,
mee guide and lead to thy desire.
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Shew me the way that tends to blisse,after this my long straying heere:
And bring me home where all peace is,
let thy free fauour Lord appeare.
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Wherein is life and liberty,comfort ioy and society,
With rest, peace, and tranquillity,
for them that liue in pietie.
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The fourth part of the eight Lamentation.
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Oh happy he whō thou protec'st,most hapy he whō thou dost loue
Hee's strong and wise in all respect'st,
hee's fed and clad from thee aboue.
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In all good things, hee's rich in deede,when he doth call, thou dost him heare:
What he doth aske, thou giu'st at neede,
he seekes, & findes them euery where.
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When he is sicke, thou do'st him cure,when poore, thou do'st his wants reply:
When he is sad he shall be sure,
thy sauing health and helpe is nye.
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When he is troubled do'st defend himin danger do'st securenes giue him:
whē men him hate thy loue wilt send him
when dead to long, life doth reuiue him.
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And giu'st him thē such ioyes for euer,as no mans wit can comprehend:
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to thiese thy blessings without end.
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This fauour Lord vnto me shew,and blesse my contemplation:
Onely in heauen and thee I know,
is perfect contentation.
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My sorrowes shalbe turn'd to ioy,my wants vnto sufficiency:
My teares to gladnes from annoy,
mourning to mirth and melody.
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My soule keepe safe from death & hell,my feete from sliding, & from falling:
Let me vprightly walke and dwell:
and on thee still O Lord be calling.
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Who do'st performe thy promises,and let'st none empty part away:
That with their hearts seeke thy mercies,
or do for helpe & comfort pray.
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