Holy rules and helps to devotion both in prayer and practice In two parts. The fourth edition. Written by the right reverend father in God, Bryan Duppa, late Lord Bishop of Winton, in the time of his sequestration.

The Complaint of an afflicted Soul.

I. BEhold, O Lord, I am as a bruised reed be∣fore thee, O break it not.

I am as smoaking flax, O Lord quench it not.

Send down from on high and visit me.

Save me out of many wa∣ters that are come into my Soul.

For I have been left unto thee ever since I was born.

Thou hast been my God, e∣ven from my Mothers womb.

O go not then far from me, for trouble is near at hand, and there is none to help me.

The sorrows of my heart are enlarged, O bring thou me out of all my troubles.

Thou hast formerly been my succour, leave me not now, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

For from the ends of the Earth will I call unto thee, when my heart is in heavi∣ness.

O forgive all the offences of thy servant, which have justly brought these bitter things upon me.

Take away at last all thy displeasure, and turn away from thy wrathful Indigna∣tion.

Arise and help me, and deliver me for thy Mercies sake.

O God make speed to save me.

O Lord make hast to help me.

II. IN the time of my trou∣ble I will call upon thee. O God, in my heaviness I will cry unto thee, and unto thee alone.

For whom have I in Hea∣ven but thee, or whom shall I desire on earth in compari∣son of thee?

My flesh and my heart fails

me, but thou art the strength of my heart and my portion for ever.

But how long wilt thou forget me, Lord, for ever?

How long wilt thou hide away thy face from me?

How long shall I seek coun∣sel in my soul, and my spirit be thus troubled within me?

In my Prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

But as soon as thou didst hide away thy face from me, I was troubled.

But will the Lord absent himself for ever? Will he be no more intreated?

Hath God forgotten to be gracious, or will he shut up his loving kindness in displea∣sure?

Alas, innumerable trou∣bles are come upon me.

They have laid such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up.

There is no strength left in me, O my God, neither know I what to do, but mine eyes are towards thee.

I am troubled above mea∣sure; help me, O God, or else I shall sink under the bur∣then.

O consider what thou hast laid upon me; forsake me not when my strength fails me.

But in the multitude of my sorrows that are in my heart, let thy comforts be the refreshing of my soul.

O my God, the more

weak I am, the more let thy strength be made known in my weakness.

And suffer no temptation to seize upon me, but such as thou shalt give me grace to overcome.

O Lord hear my Prayer.

And let my cry come unto thee.

Amen, sweet Jesu, Amen, Amen.