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Halelviah

or, Britans Second Remembrancer, bringing to Remembrance (in praisefull and Poenitentiall Hymns, Spirituall Songs, and Morall-Odes): Meditations, advancing the glory of God, in the practise of Pietie and Vertue; and applyed to easie Tunes, to be Sung in Families, &c. Composed in a three-fold Volume, by George Wither. The first, contains Hymns-Occasionall. The second, Hymns-Temporary. The third, Hymns-Personall. That all Persons, according to their Degrees, and Qualities, may at all Times, and upon all eminent Occasions, be remembred to praise God; and to be mindfull of their Duties
  
  

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Hymn XCIII. For remission of a particular Sin.

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This penitentiall-Ode expresseth a hearty and passionate sorrow, for a particular sin, with an humble, and earnest desire of pardon; and is offred to help stirre up those affections, when occasion is offred.

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Oh Lord! in sorrow and Distresse,
To thee, I now draw neer;
My late offences to confesse,
In humble hope, and fear.
Mine Errors,
With Terrors,
Perplexe,
And vexe
Me so
That, to Thee
Or, fro Thee,
I know
Not how
To go.

2

But, having heard, and often found,
That, thou art he, in whom
Compassion, alwaies doth abound;
To sue for Grace, I come.
Nor chide thou,
Nor hide thou,
Thy face
Or Grace
From me.
But, hear me,
And clear me;
Now I
Thus cry
To thee.

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3

Till fully pleas'd with me thou art;
And till I may obtaine
A Look to re-assure my heart,
That, thou art pleas'd again:
Nor Treasure,
Nor pleasure,
Will ease
Or please
Me more.
But, double
The Trouble,
Which made
Me sad
Before.

4

What needst Thou Lord, prolong thy wrath,
To barr me of my Rest?
Enough, a guiltie conscience hath,
My Torments to encrease.
It smites me,
It frights me,
Oh Lord,
Afforde
Releefe.
Releeve me;
And, give me
Thy peace,
To cease
My Griefe.

5

I have too often heretofore,
Been many wayes to blame;
And, have obtained, evermore,
Remission for the same.
Yea, wholly,
And fully,
Thou hast
Releast
My Sin;
When blamed,
And shamed,
I might
(By right)
Have bin.

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6

Yet Lord, Forgive; forgive againe,
Though I unworthy be:
For, Mercy doth to thee pertaine,
As much as wrath to me.
Remit thou,
Forget thou
My crime,
This time,
Therfore.
The greater
The debter
Thy praise
Hee'l raise
The more.