Songs of Sion Set for the ioy of gods deere ones, vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel, & vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe. By W. L. [i.e. William Loe] |
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The fift Prayer.
Rom. 7. 25.
1
I thanke thee lord that hast sett novveIn me a fight, a iarre;
My mind, my flesh, doe day by day
In-strife sett forth a vvarre.
2
My mind to thy svveete lavve giues vvay,My flesh in thrall is brought,
My mind vvould keepe thy lavve, thy lore.
And hath thy vvill still sought
3
But my base flesh is prompt, & seekesThy lavve to cast me fro.
O god vvhat shall I doe in this?
With me the case is so.
4
My mind vvould doe the god full faineThat thy lawes shevve to me
But still my flesh doth frett, & fume
Gainst this thy lavve to me
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5
For I doe not that vvhich I loue,But I doe that I hate,
And all for that my mind is vext
With this my flesh my mate.
6
What shall I doe o lord my godAh vvretch vvho setts thee free?
Frō this fell death of sinne, & shame
That I thy grace may see.
7
I thanke my god vvho haue me fredFor his sonne Christ his sake;
To him for aye both night, & day
My hymnes, my songs I make.
O god that thou vvouldst beat dovvne the strong, & ill man that rules, & raigns in my vveake flesh that I may say to him goe farre from me. Psal. 139. 19.
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