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Invocation to the Lord Iesus to saue the wounded soule.
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Invocation to the Lord Iesus to saue the wounded soule.
O Sonne of God, Silo sweet sauiour,Thou that my sheild, and my assistance art,
The pretious oyntments of thy pitie poure,
Into my Soule, and wofull wounded heart,
J'le prostrat, Me in publict, and in part,
My former fowle offences to confesse,
My secret sinnes sore makes my Soule to smart,
And I am wofull for my wickednes,
With hiest vp hands, and hartly humblenes,
I pray the pardon my impietie,
And bids me seek the sweet societie:
For thou art ay, says the Apostle Paull,
At hand to help, the wofull wounded Saull.
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