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A divine poem written by Mary Wells, who recommends it as a fit token for all young men and maids, instead of profane songs and ballads
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Wells, Mary, fl. 1684.
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1684
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Wing W1296; ESTC R232342
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A DIVINE POEM Written by Mary Wells who Recommends it as a fit Token for all Young Men and Maids instead of profane Songs and Ballads AH Lord my sins are very great And my corruptions many Oh! let me not I thee intreat Be overcome by any BOw down thine ear unto me Lord Have mercy on my soul Subdue my Spiritual Enemies And all my lusts controul CAuse me to love the Lord above With all my heart and might And let my Conversation be Well-pleasing in thy sight DO not Condemn my Soul O Lord But for thy Mercy sake Which is both sure and plentiful Some Pity on me take ENrich me with thy heavenly Grace Endue me with thy Spirit And let my Soul when hence it goes Eternal Life inherit FOrget me not I pray thee Lord But still remember me That unto all Eternity I may give thanks to thee GRant me that I may never dare To live in any sin Nor let me not at any time Be catch't in Satans gin HOwever thou dost deal with me Give me an upright heart And let my will submit to thee And never from thee start INdeed it is to be admir'd How gracious thou hast bin Unto me from my Youth till now Though I have liv'd in sin KIndness thou dost bestow on me Every day and hour Yea every moment Lord on me Thy mercies thou dost pour LIft up my heart unto thee Lord Unto a thankful frame And let me ever honour thee And praise thee for the same MAke me think vilely of my self Shew me the want of Grace Let not the love of any sin Within my heart have place NOthing's too hard for thee O Lord Oh! therefore undertake To pluck my strong corruptions down Even for the Lord Christ's sake OH let not any of my sins Come into memory With thee O Lord but let them be Conceal'd eternally PRepare me for Eternity And let my Souls Lamp be Furnished with the Oyl of Grace When death shall seize on me QUicken me by thy Spirit Lord When I shall wait on thee In every Ordinance of thine Which thou affordest me REmove from me the guilt of sin And its pollutions too And let it be my earnest care All evil to eschew SEcure me from eternal death And let my Soul make sure Of an Inheritance with thee Which ever shall endure THe time which thou affordest me It 's but a Span O Lord Therefore let me redeem the time Which thou dost me afford VOuchsafe to lift mine heart to thee Above all things below And let it be my earnest care Christ crucifi'd to know WHether I live or dye O Lord Let me be wholly thine And let thy gracious Countenance Upon me ever shine ' XAmine all my inward wants Supply me with thy Grace Let not the love of any sin Within my heart have place YEa longer I shall live O Lord Let me still better grow And let it be my earnest care The Lord of Life to know ZEal for thine honour give me Lord And let me holy be Guide me by thy counsel here And to Glory take thou me Printed by J. Astwood and Entred according to Order 1684.