A Prayer to God against the Plague.
WE prostrate our souls and bodies, before thy mercy seate, O Father of mercies, & humbly confesse, that we haue most iustly procured, thy heauie indignation against vs. We haue he∣therto, spent our time in wanton ap∣petites, & carelesse abuse, of thy sin∣guler bounties, but thou hast in mer∣cie, curbed the bitte, & straytned the rayne, of our vnbrydled affections, whereby we begin to dread thy threatned Iudgements. Our sinnes are as ma∣nyfold, as manifest, (O Lord) we haue dayly heard ye word of our sauing health, with ye eare of grudge & contempt, ei∣ther deriding or not caring, but neuer truely repenting, at the cry thereof. Thine aboundant blessings erthie, we haue gréedely deuoured, and by our wealth, haue encreased our wickednesse But O swéete Father haue mercie, and pardon our sinnes, (euen the whole trée, with hir braunching fruits,) which at this present, we heartely disclayme, and wherewith, euen the téeth of the whole Land, hath béene set on edge, namely infidelitie, incredulitie, and all impietie. No faith, no truth, no mercy, no knowledge of thée in our