Psal. CXIV.
LEt not our Lord be angry and wil we speak yet once; for we have much to ask, and he has infinite to give.
We have much to ask for our selvs and all the world; who depend intirely on his free good∣nes.
Many O Lord, are the graces we want; and none can give them but thy bounty:
Many are the sins and miserys we are expos'd to; and none can deliver us but thy Provi∣dence:
Deliver us, O Lord, from what thou know'st is against us; deliver us from what we know our selvs will undo us.
Deliver us from the spirit of prophaness and infidelity; from the spirit of error and schism and heresy:
Deliver us from the spirit of pride and avarice; from the spirit of anger and sloath and envy:
Deliver us from the spirit of drunkenes and gluttony; from the spirit of lust and wantones and impurity: