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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