Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...

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Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...
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Speed, Samuel, 1631-1682.
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1677.
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¶ The Evenings Ejaculation.

O Lord, now night's return'd again, Our Bodies and our Souls refrain From being soil'd with filthy stain.
Let not dull sleep oppress our eyes, Nor us, the enemy surprize; Nor fearful dreams our minde affright, While the blackness of the night Holds from us the cheerful light.
To thee, who dost by rest renew Our wasted strength, we humbly sue, That when we shall enclose our eyes, Pure and chast we may arise, Making Morning-Sacrifice.
All honour, Lord, to thee be done, Thou ever-blessed Virgins Son; With the Father and the Spirit, As is thine eternal merit, E're and ever to inherit.
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