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O Most mighty God, who seest my Weather-beaten Soul tost and driven by vain and various Imaginations, like a torn Bark by contrary Winds, and not suffered to sail on in a straight Course towards Thee; send thy Holy Spirit to calm this Tempest, and to lay these Winds, that they may no longer hinder me in my way to Heaven, or disturb me in my Prayers; which are then most acceptable to Thee, when they flow from an undivided and untroubled Mind.