The devovt hart or royal throne of the pacifical Salomon Composed by F. St. Luzvic S. I. Translated out of Latin into English. Enlarged with Incentiues by F. St. Binet of the same S. and now enriched with Hymnes by a new hand [by Henry Hawkins] |
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THE VVORLD, THE FLESH, THE DIVEL, assaile the hart, Iesvs saues it for himself.
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THE VVORLD, THE FLESH, THE DIVEL, assaile the hart, Iesvs saues it for himself.
The Hymne.
Myne eyes are open now I seeThe nets & snares prepare for me
The world, and flesh haue laid their baits
T'allure my hart, the diuel waits.
Vvhile pleasures of a moment [past
E're th' are enioyd] entice: He last
But first protectour, midst those ginnes,
Midst snares, & tangling nets of sinnes
Lies lurking: And when he' spies
The bird ensnared, out he flies:
O IESV, may my prayer be heard,
Spread forth thy nets, I am thy bird
To catch my hart, 'a Pitfal make
Set lime-twigs, doe but touch & take.
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