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A Prayer for the Euening.
MY God and Father, louing and al-sufficient, I yéeld thée praise and thankes for thy mercies, in that thou hast this day past strongly guarded mée with thy hand, louingly refreshed mée with thy fauours, and now safely brought mée to the end of this day, night and darkenesse being at hand, wherein all thy creatures draw to their rest. And I wretched creature, finding mine owne infirmity and im∣becillity, run now vnto thy heauenly fauour, who hast made me of that brit∣tle and grosse matter, as cannot conti∣nue without rest after labour, without sléepe after waking, and without comfort after sorrow and griefe: I doe therefore beséech thée, as thou art the Fountaine of all rest, and succour, and health, and helpe, so thou wil•• consider mée in my weakenesse, and giue mée strength, sée and behold my miseries, and be mercifull vnto me. And sith the time now is come, wherein I co∣uet rest and sléepe, receiue me into thy protection, and yéelde me thy helping