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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The Petition. |
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The Petition.
Stand by me, Lord, when dangers STARE;
Keep from my Fruit such choaking TARE,
That on Confusion grounded ARE.
Keep from my Fruit such choaking TARE,
That on Confusion grounded ARE.
Thou that from Bondage hast me BROUGHT,
And my deliverance hast ROUGHT,
'Tis thee that I will praise for OUGHT.
And my deliverance hast ROUGHT,
'Tis thee that I will praise for OUGHT.
O Lord, to evil make me CHILL,
Be thou my Rock and holy HILL,
So shall I need to fear no ILL.
Be thou my Rock and holy HILL,
So shall I need to fear no ILL.
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