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 ...

¶ The Litany.

O God the Father, God the Son, That made, and did redeem each one, And God the Holy Ghost, look on —us, miserable sinners.

By thy most bloody sweat and Cross, By thy pretious death and loss, By thy ascending up from dross, Good Lord deliver us.

In all our troubles, time of wealth, In time of sickness, or of health, In Deaths sad hour, which comes by stealth, Good Lord deliver us.

We sinners do beseech thee, Lord, To prosper, and increase thy Word; Unto thy Church good Rules afford, We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.

That it may please thee to endue All Ministers with knowledge true, That we with profit may it shew, We beseech thee, &c.

That Grace and Wisdome may increase, That Wars and Jarrings all may cease, That we, thy people, may have peace, We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee to bestow On us thy servants here below, Hearts that shall praise for what we owe, We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee, be the way For their return that do each day Deceive themselves and go astray; We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee, by thy hand To strengthen those aright do stand, Others to raise by thy command; We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee, succour those That grief and tribulation knows, When persecuted by their foes; We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee to preserve Captives in danger like to starve, And from Childe-bearers not to swerve; We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee to desend The Fatherless, and to the end Thy blessings to the Widows send; We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee, pity all, And keep our Enemies from thrall; Fetch home their hearts that from thee fall, We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee to defend On us the kindly fruits that grow; Be God and friend unto thy foe, We beseech thee, &c.

That it may please thee to forgive Our sins, that we upright may live According to thy Word, and thrive. We beseech thee, &c.

O Son of God, we pray thee hear; O Lamb of God, do not forbear To look in mercy on each Tear; We beseech thee, &c.

After our sins, O do not us regard, Nor after our iniquities reward. Lord have mercy upon us, Christ have mercy upon us. Let us pray. Our Father, &c.