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A02864 The sanctuarie of a troubled soule written by I.H. Hayward, John, Sir, 1564?-1627. 1601 (1601) STC 13003.5; ESTC S122989 30,167 266

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his desires vanitie is not his life miserie and a verye shadowe of death wilt thou shewe thy strength against a worme against a leafe against a blast O thou who grantest truce of life there are but twoe pleas before thy throne either of innocencie or els of mercie I doe cleerely debarre my selues of the one oh let my soule runne into the armes of the other Haue mercie vpon mee O gracious God haue mercy vpon mee a most wretched creature deale not with mee according to my desertes but according to the greatnesse of thy mercie which is infinitely more then the sinnes of the whole world O almighty God from whose sight there is noe couert and against whose power ther is neither resistance nor flight looke not vppon mee with thy eie of iustice drawe not thy sworde of vengence against mee but extend that compassion which thou hast soe graciously soe deerelye purchased for mee I acknowledge indeede that amonge all and aboue all sinners I am wretched I acknowledge also that I am vnable to satisfie for my sinnes but O sonne of God beehold that in thy selfe which may moue thee to haue compassion vppon mee Soe often as thou beehouldest the woundes of thy bruised bodie soe often let pittie pierce thy harte Soe often as thou behouldest the blessed streames of thy bloode wherof one droppe had bin sufficient for redemption of the whole worlde soe often couer my sinnes and recouer mee Forgiue my ignorance forget my presumption pardone my iniquities relieue my necessities let my sinnes no longer bee a cloude betweene my prayer and thy pittie beetweene thy goodnesse and my distresse most gracious God who art mercifull towardes all suffer not mee to bee distitute of thy mercie for although I haue committed that whereby I maye bee damned yet hast thou neither forgone nor forgotten that wherby thou art wout to saue O wretch that I am how coldly doe I crie how weakly doe I craue woe is me wretch how is my harte hardened that mine eies doe not poure forth plentie of teares how sencelesse is my vncleane soule that my flesh tremble not that my iointes doe not shake vntill my knees knocke together But wherefore do I expostulate with a dead carcase Alasse I am nothinge but vanitie a rotten roote without anye life of vertue a barren grounde bringing forth nothinge but sinne shame and damnation I am vnable either to giue thee any thing but of thine owne goodes or to doe any thinge for my selfe but by thy free guifte Wherefore O sweete sauiour by thy tender loue and by all thy mercies I beeseech thee giue mee grace that with thy goodes and by thy guiftes I may serue thee and sorrowe for my sinnes giue mee alsoe a floude of teares in token of thy fauour that I may sweetlye poure them beefore thy presence with greate reuerence and feare in bewailinge mine offences Mollifie my stonie harte illuminate my mistie minde subdue my flesh to my soule my soule vnto reason my reason to faith let mee ioie only in enioyinge thee in whome desire neuer wanteth sacietie and sacietie neuer breede dislike Come thou into mee that I may remaine in thee shake off these shackles free me from this weight of fleshly affections that leauing and loathing all earthlye desires I may firmelye resolue speedely beginne and constantlye continue in dooinge and sufferinge thy holy will Poure vpō my hart the sweete stremes of thy grace that therby my affectiōs may be framed to honour thee as a Creator to loue thee as a redeemer to expect thee as a Sauiour to feare as a iudge Let mee allwaies bee humbled beefore thee and neuer bee high minded but onelye in mindinge thinges on high Write thy name with thy owne finger within the tables of my breast neuer to be either shadowed or worne out that I may continually feede my hungry ho●es with stedfast remembrance and regard of thee for firmly to remember reuerently to regard thee is our mortall manner both of holdinge and beeholding thee Let the firie force of thy loue swallow vp my soule that being altogether possessed therwith it may neither feele nor desire nor once thinke vpō any erthly thing but bee alwaies and onely not onelye ioined but vnited to thee for as thy goodnesse towardes vs is vnmeasurable and infinite soe wee are bound to loue thee without either measure or end Lorde my whole desire is before thee and my thoughtes are not secret from thy sight turne not thy countenance from my complaint heare mee O my God and grant my petion grant my petion that thou mayst heare mee Reach mee thy helping hande draw my soule out of the mire of sinne wherin it is fast set that I perish not in the presence of thy pittie Deliuer mee frō the snares that th' enemy hath laid to take the souls of sinners ether willfull or secure cutt away occsions of euell beefore mee guide mee vnto thee the streightest course and soe long as I am to continue in this vile vale of miserie settle mee in that state of life wherein I may best please thee and pleasure others Giue mee grace O gracious God that although I haue hetherto had noe care to liue well yet nowe I may wholly and holyly bend my care to die well that from henceforth I may liue in thy feare die in thy fauour rest in thy peace rise in thy power and remaine in thy ioie Amen Nec pudet viuere nec piget mori Call vpon mee in the day of tribulation I will deliuer thee and thou shalt praise mee Psal. 50. The IIII. Deuotion A Thankesgiuing intermixt with confession and prayer O Lorde Iesus infinite in pitie infinite in power infiite allsoe both in thy rewards and in thy reuenge I am weakly thou knowest rather willing then desirous with my soule to loue thee with my flesh to feare thee with my minde to honor thee with my mouth to praise thee with my whole substance to serue thee to commend my whole substance vnto thy protection But alas I am soe clogged with corruption I am soe drowned in flesh and bloud that I scarce either dare or can lif● vp my head and looke vnto thee and yet why should I bee ashamed when thou doest inuite mee why should I bee faint when thou doest not onely incourage but alsoe enable mee or at the least accept my weake endeuour Striue then O the verie bowels of my soule striue with all your strength to raise your thoughtes out of this mire of mortallitie wherein they sticke out of these waues of fleshly affections wherein they floate without either firme footinge or certaine drift Aduance thy selfe towardes thy creator Frame thy affections to loue him for his goodnes to honour him for greatnes to reioice in him for his merites to pray vnto him for his mercies which daylye thou doest neede and by needing doest craue and by crauing doest obtaine if not according to thy desires yet verye farre aboue