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WHat did I say, O Lord my God! we guide not our Lives by thy strait Rules?
It was too mild and gentle a Reproof for us, who quite contradict thy Laws.
What thou forbiddest we eagerly pur∣sue; and what thou commandest our Fro∣wardness still resists.
We boldly converse with Temptation and Sin; which thy Charity adviseth us to fly like Death.
We timorously fear a Loss or a Frown; where thou bidst us proceed with undaun∣ted Courage.
We govern our Actions by our own wild Fancies; and expect thy Providence should comply with our Humours.
We would have thee relieve us when we list; and rain and shine as we think fit.
Pardon, O gracious Lord, this rude Perverseness; and fashion our Spirits to submit to thee.
Make us exactly observe what thou re∣quirest and prescribest; how bitter soever it is to our Taste.
We are sure thy Wisdom knows our Infirmities; we are sure thy Goodness delights in our Relief.