in Oblivion and the Voice of True Peace and Joy be heard again in our Land Lord let us have that Religion which may make us happy in Heaven and that True Peace which may give Time and Leave to Enjoy that Religion And to that end let Power be Establish'd upon Righteousness and Employ'd for the Preservation of thy Church and People and then maintain that Power and them O Thou by whom Kings Reign who hast promised to make them Nursing Fathers to thy Church Grant us these Blessings to the Glory of thy Name the Quiet of our Lives and the Saving of our Souls Even for thy dear Son our Saviour's Sake Amen A Prayer for Mercy to the Nation O Lord we are a Nation not to be beloved a Nation ready to be ruined for our Iniquities and for our Sins thou may'st justly destroy us both Prince and People But spare us good Lord spare us for thy Mercy sake Let the Blood of Jesus Expiate all our Guilts and the Spirit of Jesus amend our Misdoings O thou who wouldst not have one Sinner Dye suffer not Millions of poor Souls to perish Be reconciled to us in a Meditators Blood and be the Reconciler of us in a firm and blessed Peace God of Pity and Peace be at Peace with us and make it for us Even that Peace which none can take from us do thou make us Partakers of O thou holy One of God who camest into the World to take away the Sins of it O thou Prince of Peace pity a poor Church and Nation ready to Perish Pity that Church that hath so long maintain'd thy Truth and Worship in the Nation Pity them who are ready to perish for seeking to maintain thy holy Truth and Worship in thy Church And do thou from Heaven Preserve It and Us and Them O thou that hast the Power of Heaven and Earth in thy hand who stillest the raging of the Sea when the Waves thereof roar and lift up themselves make bare thy holy Arm for our Deliverance O God make haste to help us for we are brought very low stir up thy strength and come and save us and make no long tarying O our God but deliver us for thy Mercy sake Amen A Prayer for those that are in great Distress and Danger O God of Power and Pity who hast promis'd to regard the Prayer of the destitute and not to despise their Cry Look down O Lord from thy Sanctuary from the Heavens do thou behold the Earth to hear the groaning of the Prisoners and to loose those that are in danger of Death Rescue them from the rage of Violence and shew thy self Merciful to them in this time of their distress O thou Preserver of Men And grant them all Graces and Mercies needful for the saving of their Souls And let them glorifie thee both in Life and Death and do thou glorifie them with Life Eternal through the Merits and Righteousness of Jesus Christ our Lord. In whose blessed Name I further beg for Mercy for all that suffer in these Times of Trouble Chiefly for those that are Destitute for the Widows and the Fatherless Let thy Mercy be extended to them in the daily supplying of their several Wants and Necessities Take them into thy peculiar Care O thou Father of the Fatherless and Judge of the Widow And be thou their Comfort Help and Succour for Jesus Christ his sake Amen A Collect for Grace O God I can ask no greater Gift than thy Glory and therefore beg no better Gift than thy Grace yea even this perfect is nothing else but that Nor can I come at it but by the way of Grace I do therefore for Jesus Christ his sake beseech thee bestow on me this blessed Gift Grace to do thee Service on Earth that thou may'st give me thy Salvation in Heaven through the Merits of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen A Collect for Peace O God my poor Soul is an humble Suitor for Peace the Blood of Jesus is my Plea thy Spirit my Advocate I deserve by my Sins Eternal Enmity but for thy dear Sons sake have Favour for me By whom the World is Attoned O let me be Reconciled to thee I know not how to pray this as I ought but thy Spirit can make Effectual Intercession for me Lord let thy Spirit move and thy Son make my Peace Subdue my Lusts Conquer Satan for me that my Conscience may have Peace with thee and I in it by thy Grace through the Mediation of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen A Collect for Health O Lord when I am Sick let me think I may Die when I am in Health that I may be Sick that I may not mis-spend the stock of my Life but do thee Honour with my Health and thou mayst give me Comfort for it in my Sickness Even this that Sin hath not bound me to my Bed but thy Providence hath cast me down which can and will lift me up or to Health in this World or to Happiness in a better Such an Enjoyment of Health give me I beseech Thee for Iesus Christ his sake Amen A Collect for Safety O Lord so many days as I live so many Lives I owe Thee Thou renewest my Lease every day A poor Tenant at thy Will I am and a frail Cottage of Clay by thy Power I keep Lord thou hast hitherto spar'd me still preserve me and let me pay as I can what I owe of Service the only Rent thou requiest for Tenement and Appurtenances Life Health Wealth and all the good things I have of thee for which thou both grantest Term of Life and givest Eternity This to that continue I beseech thee for his sake who was Surety and is sole Purchaser for me Iesus Christ our Lord. Amen A Collect for Friends O Lord graciously accept my Prayers for all my Kindred and Friends Do thou good unto them all O God To those that Err shew thy Truth and those that see it keep from Error To those that do amiss give Grace to do better and those that do well continue in so doing To those that are Afflicted give Comfort and Deliverance to those that Prosper Humility and Temperance Bless the Sick with Health and the Healthy from Sickness Supply those that want and let those that want not give Supply To all grant thy Grace O God and shew thy Mercy Let Love bind us one to another and Religion knit us all to Thee that all who are of Natural Kindred may meet in Heavenly Consanguinity Even so Lord let the Blood of Jesus run through all the Veins and the Spirit of Jesus go along with the Blood that the Glory of Jesus may be the End of us all And that hower we suffer and scatter on Earth we may Live and Joy together in the Bliss and Felicity of Heaven by the Union of that holy Spirit and Communion of that blessed Blood Amen and Amen A Collect for the Catholick Church O God of Peace send Unity
Living God yea even for the Dying God! When shall I come and appear in the Presence of God God Dying once yet Living ever When shall I come before the Dying-Living God I long for the Chariot that will bring me to Thee and will Kiss it tho' it be a Cross. I long for the Inn which will lodge me near Thee and will Embrace it tho' it be a Grave I long for the Bed which will raise me to Thee and will climb to it tho' it be a Gibbet O Cup of Salvation I will not refuse thee Tho' full even to the Martyrs Measure of Blood If from him thou shalt be drank and yet deem'd nothing to thy Saviour's Blood I long to be in thy Courts where thou art present in Spirit To be in thy holy Temple which is thy Chamber at the Altar and Table which is the Chair of thy Presence yea where in high and ineffable Mystery I find a Presence of thy Body and keep both a Commemoration and Communion of it and thy Blood But as I have my Longings so I have my Loathings I Loath the Life in which I cannot see Thee At best an Exile at worst a Trouble to thee I Loath my self for casting away Love on so base and unworthy a Life where I do either Crucifie Thee with my Sins or Wound Thee with my Miseries Where I renew Thy Passion by my Guilts or thine Agony by my Conflicts I Loath my self for Loving Thee no more who hast lov'd me so much I likewise Loath my self for Loving Sin so much which has been so great an Enemy to my dearest Lord. But then I have also my Joys I Ioy in thy Cross not in thy Grief O Christ. For can I see thy Sacred Body all gore and my heart not bleed The Spear be in thy Heart and no Sword at mine I will not I cannot endure it O my dearest Lord No! I Joy in the Root thine Infinite Mercy O God And in the Fruit the Perfect Redemption of Man It is finished Yes Blessed be the Blood that was the Price and blessed be the Body that laid out that Blood The Satisfaction is full Salvation is sure Sin is nail'd Hell foil'd Satan chain'd The World baffl'd The Flesh wounded Death slain The Grave buried Every Adversary's Power is conquered by Christ Triumphant in the Chariot of his Cross over all All is finished THERE are some very lavish in their Praises of the Wood of the Cross But it was the Blood of the Cross by which Redemption is Purchased And what Good doth not grow from and upon that Pulpit of Repentance Pillar of Faith Anchor of Hope Magazine of Charity Armory of Mortification School of Patience Mirror of Obedience Rock of Constancy Shop of Humility the whole Duty of a Christian. O blessed Root of God's Mercy that bringest forth the happy Fruit of Mans Grace and Glory O Tree of Death more blessed than the Tree of Life that hast such a Root and such Fruit Thus are my Joys Triumphant in thy Cross. But I Grieve to see Thee Crucify'd again O Christ and my Soul is Crucify'd for having a hand in thy Cross Wo to the World for offences which make Thee bleed afresh and bring Thee to thy Cross again Wo is me that see Thee daily Crucify'd betwixt Hereticks and Schismaticks Thieves of thy Truth between Hypocrites and Profligates Thieves of thy Grace amidst Men of Intemperate Heats and Cools in Religion Thieves of thy Honour I Grieve to see Thee Crucify'd in vain So much of the World lost when all was paid for A Price sufficient to have ransom'd not a World only but a Hell-full of Devils Effectual only to a handful of Men. Yea even within thy Holy Pale which should preserve thy Blood to a drop wo is me how is it spilt to a stream Whilst so many make void by their Sins the healing vertue of thy precious Blood By Unbelief how many Millions are lost out of the Church And by Mis-belief how many Thousands in it And by Miscarriage of Life how many Thousands of Millions both in and out My heart bleeds to see thy Creed without Faith thy Decalogue without Obedience thy Prayer without Use thy Sacraments without Reverence Nay to see it made Faith Conscience Devotion Zeal to have no respect to Sacrament Prayer Decalogue or Creed And Lord what Tears even of Blood are sufficient to bewail it O my dear Lord Can my Eyes see thee thus Crucify'd again Twice and in vain Once and my heart not grieve And yet tho' I grieve I am not without Hope And I hope in Thee and the Blood of thy Cross alone I hope for Pardon because I read it Seal'd in thy Blood I hope for Salvation because I find it Purchased under that Seal Wilt thou not make good thy Seal Wilt thou not prefer thy Purchase Nor Sin nor Devil then shall Damn me O Christ he shall not steal thy Purchase nor make void thy Seal Thy Blood is my Plea against both In it I see my Pardon and Salvation Written nor care I so thou be my Advocate for Saint or Angel to set to their Hands I hope in Thee for my Salvation AND so I do for my Mothers too the Spouse bought with thy Blood and Lov'd as thy Body O Lord thou art her Saviour and shall she want thy Salvation O let her not want thy Bowels for whom thou gavest thy Blood Behold her Miseries and forgive her Sins Till thy Blood hath no Vertue she is not without hope And I know O Lord that the Streams of thy Blood are not yet drain'd and that the Sea of thy Mercy still flows as fresh and free as ever And therefore will I hope still But I fear too I dread Temptation Thy Cross was made of Adams Tree I fear because he fell I Dread Desertion I want both David's Grace and Solomon's Wisdom and yet tho' I had both I shou'd fall if thou forsak'st me On the Cross thy Disciples left thee but let me never leave thee I dread Apostacy O keep me from that Sin from which even thy Blood thy Cross cannot or will not save me But then I fear my self for all this As my Sins nail'd thee to thy Cross so my Corruption rivets me in my Sins The heart is deceitful above all things and mine is desperately wicked and full of divers Lusts and Abominations And therefore from a Tempest of Temptation from the Gulph of Spiritual Desertion from the Precipice of Apostacy and from my self above all by the Vertue of thy Cross deliver me O Lord. O Christ my Spirit is Incens'd and I am full of Indignation for the Affronts and Injuries done unto thee To see thy Blood spilt or scorn'd to see thy Passion forgot or abus'd Thy Love without Memory or Value thy Pains without Belief or Remorse Who can endure O blessed Jesus to see thy Cross made the Devils Standard And thy Wounds the only shelter for Sinners turn ' d into
Body thy Temple more pure from Sin and holy to Thee and my Heart thy Bed more clean from Lust and undefiled before Thee In the strength of Thee the Living Bread let me grow more able to serve thee And by Vertue of so near an Vnion and Communion with thee let not mine but thy holy Spirit from henceforth Lighten Lead and Enliven me that I may shun Sin which thou hatest and daily do those Duties of Devotion and Charity which please Thee So let this holy Sacrament at once Seal to me thy Mercy and my Glory where I shall for ever Communicate with Thee in Perfect Purity and Felicity To that happy Communion by thy Grace dear Saviour ever Prepare me and Now for a holy Communion with Thee Amen Amen Say Amen Lord Jesus A Prayer At our Receiving the Holy Communion DIDST Thou not Invite me to thy holy Table O Lord I durst not come Now thou callest me I dare not keep away And yet when I do consider Who and What is here I fear and tremble to come Thou O Lord art a holy and dreadful Majesty and so thy Mysteries be Holy Bread and holy Wine A most holy Body and Blood No Taint in his Blood who is GOD as well as Man The Lamb of God Immaculate Undefiled without Spot All-Pure most High and Holy But alas I am Unclean Unclean Unclean Originally Actually Every-way in Heart Hand and Lips throughout Childhood Youth and Manhood most Unworthy to approach a Presence so Pure who am so Unholy TRUE Lord But I Lament my Uncleanness I Renounce my own Unworthiness I come not because Worthy but Needy I come to be made Clean and Worthy That Body and Blood can make me Clean it is my Saviours and his Merits can make me Worthy They are thy Sons O Lord And here is a Conveyance of that blessed Body and Blood It is thy Sacrament LORD Think me Worthy for his sake and make me Worthy for thy Mercies sake by my Coming Give my Sins thy Pardon my Soul thy Grace my Self thy Acceptance in thy Beloved And what thou doest Convey Seal to me by what I now Receive from Thee the Blessed Body and Blood of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen A Prayer and Thanksgiving After the Receiving of the holy Communion PARDON O Father the Errors and Infirmities of thy poor Child which have pass'd in thy holy Service whether Before or In or Since the Sacrament And in and for the Precious Blood of thy holy Child Jesus of which I have had the holy Communion Seal me my Pardon And behold and accept thy Servant from a Heart full of thy Love pouring out Praises to Thee for the Inestimable Benefits Received in those high and holy Mysteries What am I O Lord or what is in me that thou shouldest do this great Honour and Favour to me I am unworthy to touch the Tresholds of thy House and Thou hast taken me to thy Table I am not worthy to stand amongst thy Saints and thou hast made me Sit with my Saviour I am not worthy to come before thee and fall down before thy Footstool and Thou hast been pleased to come into me and make my Heart thy Throne I am not worthy to Eat the Bread of Men and thou hast given me the Bread of Angels Yea Lord the Angels hunger but have not this Bread What they admire I have Received whom they Adore I have Entertained The Body and Blood of Jesus their Mirror is my Meat Christ and they are two but I and my Saviour are One Flesh of his Flesh and Bone of his Bone One Blood one Body O unspeakable Mystery O incomparable Mercy LORD I beseech Thee since of my self I cannot enough Praise Thee make me some way worthy of Thee Let my Hands which have Received thy Blessed Body and Blood be henceforth Sacred and do no Deeds that may offend Thee Let my Lips which have touched those holy Mysteries be hallowed from all Words that may displease thee And let my Heart the Habitation of my Lord and Saviour be hereafter holy and no Vain Thoughts lodge within me As I am one with him in Body and Blood let me be one in Spirit the Spirit of Wisdom Love and Holiness Truly to know Thee serve Thee and cleave unto thee By the blessed Sacrament of his Body and Blood convey it to me Confirm it in me Let it be to my Soul the Signet of thy Love and Seal of thy Glory And Even for the precious Merits of that Blood and Body receive me to it I beseech Thee that I may be one in Everlasting Union and Communion with Thee for Jesus his sake Amen Amen A Thanksgiving for a Devout Soul After Receiving the Communion O Thou that hast given the Bread of Heaven to feed me give me the Tongue of Angels to praise Thee Lord the very Angels are not blessed with such Bread O what an high Mystery and Mercy is this that my Saviour is my Sustenance and their Maker my Meat The Body and Blood of Christ the Eternal Son of God to be in an holy Communion Eaten and Drunken by the Mouth of a Mortal Man O the Infinite Condescending Goodness of a gracious God! To make my humble Heart the Habitation of his Holiness To come to me Enter in me and become one not by Reconciliation only but Heavenly Vnion and Communion with me O miraculous Vnion O mysterious Incorporation O happy Soul that art so near to thy Saviour O blessed Saviour that art so near my Soul O wretched Soul if thou esteem'st any thing too dear for such a Saviour Wilt thou not give thy Body and Blood for his Truth Wilt thou not offer thy Life as a Sacrifice to his Glory O Lord Let my Soul which by thy Sacrament is made so happy by my Sin never be made wretched And since I have received thy Body and Blood let thy Spirit take Possession of my Heart and Guide me Lead me Command me and Rule me Be thou the Spirit of my Soul and Soul of my Body Let not the Flesh World or Devil have any Power in me Live O Live Thou in me O Christ Live in my Earthly Tabernacle and let me live for Ever with Thee in thy heavenly Habitation Even by the Merits and Vertues of thy pretious Body and Blood O sweet Iesus I beseech Thee Amen I AM now come through the Divine Assistance to the last thing I Promised which is Some General Rules and Directions for our Daily Practice In which I shall be very short a few things well digested being better than many which oftentimes prove burdensome to the Memory and hinder instead of help I HAVE already set down a Form of Prayer to be us'd Morning and Evening in Times of Affliction besides which I will add Rules of Devotion for the Morning IN the Morning when you first awake lift up your Eyes to God and say I lift up mine Eyes to the Hills from whence cometh my help THEN lift