Devotions in the ancient way of offices. With psalms, hymns, and prayers for every day of the week and every holiday in the year. / Reformed by A person of quality, ; and published by George Hickes, D.D.

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Devotions in the ancient way of offices. With psalms, hymns, and prayers for every day of the week and every holiday in the year. / Reformed by A person of quality, ; and published by George Hickes, D.D.
Author
Birchley, William, 1613-1669.
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London :: Printed for J. Jones at the Bell, in St.-Paul's Church-Yard,
1700.
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Church of England -- Liturgy.
Devotional exercises.
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Hymn 13.
OPen thine Eyes, my Soul, and see, Once more the Light returns to thee; Look round about, and chuse the Way, Thou mean'st to travel o're to Day.
Think on the Dangers thou may'st meet, And always watch thy sliding Feet; Think where thou once hast fall'n before, And mark the place, and fall no more.
Think on the Helps thy God bestows, And cast to steer thy Life by those; Think on the Sweets thy Soul did feel, When thou didst well, and do so still.

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Think on the Pains that shall torment Those stubborn Souls that ne'er repent; Think on those Joys that wait above, To crown the Head of Holy Love.
Think what at last will be thy part, If thou goest on where now thou art; See Life and Death set thee to chuse, One thou must take, and one refuse.
O my dear Lord, guide thou my Course, And draw me on with thy sweet force; Still make me walk, still make me tend, By Thee my Way, to Thee my End.
All Glory to the Sacred Three, One undivided Deity; As it has been in Ages gone, May now and ever still be done. Amen.
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