Prison-Pietie or, Meditations Divine and Moral. Digested into Poetical Heads, On Mixt and Various Subjects. Whereunto is added A Panegyrick to The Right Reverend, and most Nobly descended, Henry, Lord Bishop of London. By Samuel Speed, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
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On St. Michael the Archangel. |
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On St. Michael the Archangel.
We praise thee, Christ, among the quiresOf Angels, who thy voice obey,
That art the life of Heart-desires,
Thy Father's Power and shining Ray.
Whole myriads of heav'nly Peers
Fight for thy cause in close aray:
But Michael, who thy Standard bears,
The Cross of Safety does display.
He the pernicious Dragon threw
Into the flames of Hell's Abyss;
The Captain with his Rebel-Crew,
He thundred from Cœlestial Bliss.
Under this Prince let's every one
Against Pride's Captain combat so,
As that the Lamb may from his Throne
Crown Glories upon us below.
To God the Father, God the Son,
And to the Holy Ghost in Heaven,
As hitherto it hath been done,
Let Glory evermore be given.
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