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An excellent song wherein you shall finde great consolation for a troubled minde. To the tune of Fortune my foe.
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STC 22918.7; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.7[106]
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An excellent Song wherein you shall finde Great consolation for a troubled minde To the tune of Fortune my Foe AYme not too hie in things aboue thy reach Be not too foolish in thine owne conceit As thou hast wit and worldly wealth at will So giue him thankes that shall encrease it still Be ware of pride the mother of mishap Whose sugred snares will seeke thee to entrap Be meeke in heart and lowly minded still So shalt thou Gods Commandements fulfill Cast all thy care vpon the Lord and he In thy distresse will send to succour thee Cease not therefore to serue him euery day Who with his blood thy ransome once did pay Driâ—e from thy heart ill thoughts that may offend Desire of God his holy spirit to send Which will direct thy life in such a sort As thou therâ—by shalt find ioy and comfort Except each day and houre when Christ shall come With power to iudge the world both all some Be ready then and with the Bridegroome Christ Receiue reward in heauen among the highest Feare to offend his heauenly Maiestie Faith doth confirme true loue and loyaltie Without which faith as holie Scriptures say No man to heauen can find the perfect way Great is the Lord and mercifull doubtlesse To those that with true zeale their faults confesse But vnto those in mischiefe dayly runnes He lets alone to caste what after comes Hope in the Lord on him repose thy trust Serue him with feare whose iudgements are most iust Desire of him thy life so to direct That to thy soule he may haue good respect Iniure no man but loue thine enemie Though to thy hurt yet take it patiently And thinke the Lord although he suffer long When time shal serue will soon reuenge thy wroÌ„g Keepe thou no ranckor hidden in thy heart Remember well the word Christ did impart That is forgiue offences ouer-past As thou thy selfe wilt be forgiuen at last Lay not thy treasure vp in hoarding sort But there withall the poore feed and comfort If thou cold water giue in Christ his name Thrice double told he will reward the same Misorder not thy selfe in any wise In meat and drinke let reason still suffice Moderate thy mind and keepe thy selfe content So shalt thou please the Lord Omnipotent The second part to the same Tune NO man can say that he is voyd of sin For if he doe he 's much deceiu'd therein The Lord doth say the iust seuen times a day Committeth sin and runneth oft astray Obey his will who to redeeme thy losse Did shed his blood for vs vpon the Crosse Such was the loue that Christ did shew to man Why should we be vngratefull to him than Pittie the poore with such as God hath sent And be not proud with that which he hath lent Remember well what Christ hath said to thee Doe this as though thou didst it vnto me Quench fond desires and pleasures of the flesh Flie gluttonie the Mother of excesse For whoordome is the very sinke of sin In which the wicked daily wallow in Root from thy heart malicious thoughts be sure Which are a meanes Gods iudgements to procure For he assur'd when enuie beareth sway The feare of God departeth soone away Subdue thy selfe let wisedome be thy guide Suppresse ill thoughts beware of hatefull pride Despise the world a vaile of vanities Lest hedlong thou runst on in miseries Turne vnto me our Sauiour Christ doth say And I will heare they prayers euery day If any thing thou aske in Christ his name Be well assur'd thou shalt obtaine the same Vaine exercise abolish from thy sight Desire of God his faith and holy Spirit Who will direct thee in the perfect way That leads to life as holy Scriptures say When Satan seekes to tempt thee any way Call vpon God thy onely strength and stay And he assur'd from out his holy hill He will preserue thy life from danger still Experience of his loue that lends thee life Must make thee seeke to liue deuoyd of strife Let his loue be thy rule who so lou'd thee That death he vnderwent to set thee free Yong men and maids old men and babes repent Lest for your sins you at the last be shent Be wise that heed doe not the time delay For Christ must be our Iudge at the last day Zeale like to fire our good works let make bright That others thereof may behold the light Light vp your Lamps and with the Virgins fiue Haue oyle in stoore to keepe your Lamps aliue FINIS Printed at London by the Assignes of Thomas Symcocke