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O Deare Father of Hea∣uen, and Gouernour of the wide world, and the worker of our wealth: whose goodnes is vn∣speakeable, and vvhose wifedome is incompara∣ble: whose mercy reach∣eth vnto the Clouds, and vnto whose power all crea∣tures are subiect. Thou God of the quicke and the dead, which hast placed me heere on earth, as a pil∣grime
or tenant at will, to remoue at thy pleasure, and hast appointed mee and all men liuing our bounds which we cannot passe: Haue respect vnto the worke of thy hands, bow downe thine eyes of compassion (O Lord) visit and comfort the pensiue soule of thy poore priso∣ner. Open thy gracious eares, and heare my peti∣tion, thou which art the Sauiour of my soule; grant mee pardon of my sinne, and patience in my paine, that I neuer blaspheme thy holy name, but suffer this thy scourge and punish∣ment
meekely, as becom∣meth a good Christian and seruant of God: So that in this conflict of sick∣nes, when my flesh consu∣meth away, my limmes waxe lame, my sight fai∣leth, my heart fainteth, and all my sences become nummed; yea, when life & death struggle and warre within me for superioritie, and I lye linked in woe, in the paine and pangs of death; receiuing no food, taking no rest, but being past all recouerie of health to the iudgement of man; Then looke vpon me with the eyes of mercy, O thou
glory of Sion: Thou Comfort of Israel, and beauty of Ierusalem. Then let thy strength help my weakenesse, and thy mercy cure my misery. Then de∣liuer poore Ioseph thy Ser∣uant out of Prison: De∣fend thy deare darling from the deuouring Dog: Stop the mouth, and wea∣ken the force of the ro∣ring Lyon, and all his di∣uelish practises, that they neuer preuaile against me. O Lord haue mercy vpon me, & establish my heart, that I neuer faint in this my last and bitter death. Remember (O Lord) what
metall I am made of, that I am but sraile flesh and filthy earth. Let it bee thy pleasure therefore (O gra∣cious God) to forgiue me my sinnes; to remit and vtterly blot out of thy rec∣koning Booke the tenne thousand Talents, which I owe thee. I acknowledge the debt, cancell therefore the Obligation: for seeing I am not able to pay the debt, I must needs craue a generall pardon, or else perish for euer.
Spare mee therefore (deare Father) and com∣fort the soule of thy Ser∣uant, which repenteth his
former folly, and hum∣bleth himselfe here before thy Maiestie. O Lord, let not the terrour of Hell, the feare of death, the vexati∣on of minde, the bitter torment of sicknes, the losse of life or worldly wealth withdraw my soule from thee: But as thou did∣dest create it, and breathe it into my body: Euen so vouchsafe of thy great goodnes, to preserue it du∣ring life, and after death receiue it with the soules of the righteous into thine owne hands and custody, and place it in perpetu∣all felicitie: So that at
the generall Iudgement, and the glorious Resur∣rection of all flesh, I may both body and soule rise to life euerlasting, and praise thee continually with the Angels & Saints in Heauen, through Iesus Christ our Sauiour: to whom with thee and the holy Ghost, be all honour, and glory, world without end.