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6. Part Six: Bible Verse


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X. COMMANDMENTS.

Worship thou shalt no God but me.
No graven Image make to thee.
The Lords Name take not thou in vain.
The Sabbath do not thou profane.
Yield to thy Parents Honour due.
And see that thou no Murder do.
Commit thou no Adultery.
Moreover from all Stealing fly.
No false thing of thy Neighbor say.
And Covet not in any way.

THE TEN COMMANDMENTS.

LORD, I should have no Lord, beside
Thee, to be Lov'd, Serv'd, Glorify'd.
I should the Glory due to Thee,
In Wayes, pay that Appointed be.
Thy Name, Thy Words, Thy Works, I should,
Sacred for proper Uses hold.
The Dayes which thou made Sacred hast,
I should not in Diversions wast.
In their Fit places every one,
I should with all Fit Honours own.
That Life none may unjustly Lose,
Means I should with all kindness use.
Chast I should be in every part,
Yea, chast in every Thought of Heart.
To Get and Keep my Worldly Wealth,
I should commit no sort of Stealth.

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Truth I should utter and maintain,
And no Good Name with Slander Stain.
With Sweet content I should Receive
All the Wise God will please to give.
Lord, by the Blood of CHRIST, I pray,
Save me, who do not thus obey;
And by the Strength of CHRIST, from hence,
Sav't, Let me yield Obedience.

A Preparatory Thanksgiving-Song, fetch'd from the Beginning and Conclusion of the Hundred and Third Psalm.

A Wake, my Soul, Awake, and Bless
JEHOVAH the most Blessed One:
Bless Him, and His Blest Holiness
Let all my Inward Powers Own.
The Glories of that Lord, my Soul,
Confess with Praises, just and high;
And His vast Benefits Extol
With a most Thankful Memory.
Tho' thy Sins have His Wrath incurr'd
He does those Horrid Sins Forgive;
And tho' thy Sins have thee procur'd
Diseases, These He does Relieve.
He does from Deaths and Hells dark place
Thy Life, though Forfeited, Redeem:
And with Rich Mercies of His Grace,
Thou art, How Richly! Crown'd by Him.
Thy Mouth did never Wisely Crave
That Good, which He would not afford.
Such Bowels is our Fathers have,
And more than such are in the Lord.
O ye Bright Angels, who transcend
In Might, show with your Might abroad,
While ye His Will and Voice attend,

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The Praise of our Almighty God.
Armies of Angels, that Obey
The Great Gods only Son and Heir,
His Greatness, Oh! Gladly Display:
You and We, His Glad Servants are.
All He has made, throughout His whole
Dominion too, Let all Adore
Their Maker: But, O Thou, my Soul,
Bear part with them for-ever-more.