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The PRAYER.
O Jesu! Great Fountain of all Goodness! who didst drink of the bitter Cup which my Sins had mingled! I am sensible there was no sorrow like thy sorrow, which was done unto thee, and wherewith the Lord afflicted thee in the day of his fierce anger. How was thy Spirit disturb'd! How sore amaz'd was thy Soul! How dismay'd thy Mind! To such an exceeding heighth of Grief and Sorrow, did the Sense of the incumbent load of my sins, and the prospect of calami∣ties hanging over my head, together with the reflexion on my wretched condition, skrew up thy Affections! innumerable evils encompass'd thee, thou sawest the wrath of God flaming out against my Sin, and trembledst! Thou stoodst before the mouth of Hell which I had deserv'd, and wast astonish'd! Thou with thine own Heart Blood didst quench the wrath of Heaven! O how am I obliged to adore thy Love! O everla∣sting Father! What Charity was it not to spare thine own Son, but to deliver him up for us all! What pity and compas∣sion was it, O thou Eternal Son of God, thus to pour forth thy Blood! What Affection, what tenderness to my Soul, O thou Eternal Spirit, hast thou express'd in inspiring my Bles∣sed Redeemer, with Charity more than Human; and in sup∣porting him to undergo all pressures with invincible patience! If I forget thy Love, sweet Jesu, let my right hand for∣get her cunning! What an encouragement is here to believe thy Word, which I see so punctually accomplish'd! The anti∣ent Prophets foretold that Christ should suffer, and so it came to pass! Let me for ever believe thy promises: In all Dan∣gers, in all Troubles, in all Necessities, let thy Promises be for my Comfort! Let me never mistrust thy Goodness, after so great an instance of thy Goodness, as the Gift of thy Son must be! How can I despair of Mercy, upon unfeigned Re∣pentance, when, in this passion, Mercy was drawn out to that length on purpose, that it might reach the greatest Sinners. O Jesu! thou hast defeated all mine Enemies! Thou hast eva∣cuated all the obstacles of my Salvation! Let me pretend and plead excuses no more. Now let me run with patience the