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 Careless Christian. |
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The Careless Christian.
I Do desire my Prayers may be heard,Yet I my self regard not how I pray;
I fear God's wrath, yet have I no regard
To what I do, or what I think, or say.
I know his Promises are just and true,
Yet do I live as I believ'd them not:
I hear he Judgements hath for each ones due,
Yet careless I not terrifi'd a jot.
Searching my heart to finde the cause of this,
I find that in my heart no grace there is.
Lord, since thy Grace will rectifie my course,
Grant me that Grace which breedeth true remorse.
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