Jacobs ladder, or, The devout souls ascention to Heaven, in prayers, thanksgivings, and praises in four parts ... : with graces and thanksgivings : illustrated with sculptures / by Jo. Hall.

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Jacobs ladder, or, The devout souls ascention to Heaven, in prayers, thanksgivings, and praises in four parts ... : with graces and thanksgivings : illustrated with sculptures / by Jo. Hall.
Author
Hall, John, d. 1707.
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London :: Printed for N. Crouch ...,
1676.
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Prayers.
Devotional literature.
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"Jacobs ladder, or, The devout souls ascention to Heaven, in prayers, thanksgivings, and praises in four parts ... : with graces and thanksgivings : illustrated with sculptures / by Jo. Hall." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A45033.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 8, 2024.

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A Prayer for Munday-Evening.

HOly and Eternal Lord God, who art the King of Heaven and the Watchman of Israel, who never slum∣brest nor sleepest; Look upon me thy unworthy servant, who by rea∣son of my sin and the corruption of my nature, am wholly subject to sloth, and am even now ready to ease and rest my self upon my bed: I know not whether thou wilt this very night make my bed in the dark; and the hour of my visitation be this pre∣sent Evening, all my years are but a span long, my dayes pass like a Wea∣vers Shuttle; my life ends like a Tail that is told; this hour may be my last hour, my next sleep may be my last and long sleep: I beseech thee therefore, that I may every Even∣ing seriously ponder and meditate heaven, that I may be the better pre∣pared in that day and hour that thou shalt call me: And though my Eyes shall now sleep, and enjoy that mo∣derate

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refreshment which thou hast appointed for the wearisome condi∣tion of my weak body, yet let my soul continually watch unto thee, to attend thy coming. Forgive me, O Lord, the sins of this day past, and all other my former sins and misde∣meanors; keep me this night both in body and soul, that I may with the next light joyfully rise again. Let not my sleep be unmeasurable and excessive, to please the ease of my flesh, but sufficient and season∣able, whereby I may be the better disposed to thy service to morrow, diligently and fruitfully walking in my calling, and repenting me of my sins, with fear to offend thee.

Let thy unspeakable mercy alwayes preserve me, let thine endless sweetness rejoyce me, let thine heavenly truth strengthen me, let thy knowledg im∣bolden me, and thy goodness keep me from my Enemies, visible and in∣visible, now and for Evermore. Amen. Our Father, &c.

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