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.
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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 7, 2024.
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A Prayer in time of adversity.
FAther of pitty and Lord of com∣fort,
thou that hearest the cry
of the afflicted, look down in mercy
on a distressed Sinner; thy hand O
God is heavy upon me, for thou hast
taken from me what I called mine, by
reason that I did not call it thine; O
Lord thou knowest my bleeding
heart, my sorrowful eyes, and my
mourning tears; thou seest how
poor I am and what miseries I suffer,
I am a scorn to my neighbours, and a
derision to those that are round a∣bout
me: my life is become a bur∣den
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unto me because thou hast de∣prived
me of the comforts thereof;
my lovers and my acquaintance stand
looking upon my misery, and my
••insmen stand asar off; Lord if it be
thy pleasure thus to humble me, let
it be thy goodness to give me pati∣ence
to endure it; the pride of my
heart & my forgetfulness of thee in the
time of plenty did cry aloud for thy
severest punishments, now, O now I
feel thy just displeasure and groan un∣der
the burden and weight thereof;
yet thou, O Lord, canst ease me, thou
canst restore me, hear Lord and have
mercy, Lord be thou my helper, suf∣fer
me no more to rely upon the arm
of flesh, or to put my trust in uncer∣tain
riches, but make me forever to
depend upon thy bounty, forgive me,
O Father, the sins which I have com∣mitted
when I lived in prosperity, for
I am sensible that they are a cause
why at this time thou hidest thy face
from me, and causest me to be trou∣bled:
O give me a sight and sence of
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the greatness of them and true con∣trition
and sorrow for them; that so
though the world forsake me, I may
yet find favour and mercy in thy sight;
without thy assistance this sore bur∣then
is too heavy for me to bear, Lord
either remove it from me, or make it
easier for me to bear. Lend me thy
gracious and helping hand, that as I
am scourged with thy rod, so I may
lean upon thy staff; let me never de∣spair
of thy comfortable relief, but in
all my miseries be thou my refuge, be
pleased to endue me with patience
from above, that I may give no ad∣vantage
to the Tempter in my suffe∣ring,
open the eyes and the charitable
hands of those that should see and
know mine adversity, and so enlarge
their hearts, that they may admini∣ster
relief and comfort to me in the
midst of my necessities.
O thou that feedest the young ra∣vens
which call upon thee, thou that
didst bless the poulse to thy servant
Daniel, be pleased to fill my hungry
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Soul with the blessings of thy boun∣ty:
grant that whatsoever I suffer in
my body, my Soul may thereby draw
near unto thee, in the misery of hun∣ger
do thou satisfy me with thy grace
in my scorching thirst do thou cause
me with joy to draw water out of
the wells of Salvation, in the pinch∣ing
cold do thou warm my devotion,
and in my poorest and meanest habit
do thou cloth me with the Righte∣ousness
of my Redeemer. O suffer me
not to offend thee in my greatest
want, but make me rely & depend up∣on
thee. Teach me by this chastise∣ment
the vanity of the World, and
wean me from the fond delights
thereof, and carry me so through the
storms of this troublesom life, that in
the end I may arrive at the happy ha∣ven
of eternal peace and rest through
thy own merits and passion, O Jesus
Christ, my Lord and only Saviour.
Amen.
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