Otia Sacra Optima Fides [by Mildmay Fane] |
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Ut sit & Cogitationibus, Verbisque, Factisque propitius Omnipotens.
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Ut sit & Cogitationibus, Verbisque, Factisque propitius Omnipotens.
Great God in whom all Justice raigns
And Truth,
Let not the reins of youth,
So slacken in me still,
T'enthrall and Captivate my thoughts to Ill,
And Truth,
Let not the reins of youth,
So slacken in me still,
T'enthrall and Captivate my thoughts to Ill,
Much less my Deeds: but as thy Son
Begun
Where Solomon
Laid Ston:
So make thy house my heart,
And scourge out of it each Mechanick part.
Begun
Where Solomon
Laid Ston:
So make thy house my heart,
And scourge out of it each Mechanick part.
Neither let words that die when spoke,
Provoke
My Soul to think,
They'l sink
Into Oblivion,
As soon as They are uttered and gon.
Provoke
My Soul to think,
They'l sink
Into Oblivion,
As soon as They are uttered and gon.
Place a Sentinell before
My dore,
That by my Tongue
be song
No Anthem but Thy Praise,
Nor let it ever send forth other Layes.
My dore,
That by my Tongue
be song
No Anthem but Thy Praise,
Nor let it ever send forth other Layes.
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Thus may my thoughts and words, which usher on
My Deeds to Action,
By Thy Divine Power purg'd from th' dross of Sin,
Pave me a Golden Tract to Progress in:
Which if thou crown with Grace too, let appeer
Dormant, yet watchfull, ceasing never heer.
My Deeds to Action,
By Thy Divine Power purg'd from th' dross of Sin,
Pave me a Golden Tract to Progress in:
Which if thou crown with Grace too, let appeer
Dormant, yet watchfull, ceasing never heer.
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