Reform'd devotions, in meditations, hymns, and petitions, for every day in the week, and every holiday in the year divided into parts.

PETITIONS.

BUT O Blessed Jesu! Do thou save me or I perish. I am in this world as always upon a dangerous Sea; continually liable to these storms, and likely to be lost by them. Oh send down thy power∣ful Grace, and bear me up against them. When I am engag'd let thy great Mercy speedily rescue thy poor servant: Fortifie me against all the furious Assaults of Pas∣sion▪ and Temptation; that I may be more than conquerour over them. Bring it to pass, O Lord, that Reason and Faith, and thy Love may more and more

be enforced and strengthened in me. As thy all-wise Providence seems to sleep sometimes, and suffer storms to grow high and loud; O be pleased also to hear me when I call, for thou wouldst have me call, and let thy favourable hand still send me seasonable relief. O leave me not then to my infirmities, lest the enemy of my Soul prevail against me. Forsake not my miserable state when I am sink∣ing, but reach forth thy hand and keep me from drowning. Suffer not my frail∣ties to become a Custom, lest I die impe∣nitent and perish without recovery. De∣liver me often, O Lord, from the Occa∣sions of sin, succeed my watchfulness and lead me not into temptation. Perfect, O Dear Redeemer, the work thou hast be∣gun, and cherish the good wishes thou hast sown in me, that they may become rooted habits of Vertue, and bring forth a plenteous Harvest of good actions to thy Praise. And make, O Lord, I pray thee, even my Passions servants to thy Grace. Change my rude Anger into a severity against my self, and a prudent Zeal against the sins of others. Convert my fear into a timerousness to offend, and an awful reverence of thy sacred

Name. Let all my affections be turn'd in∣to thy Charity, that my heart may de∣sire nothing but Thee: whom I may safe∣ly love with all my heart and strength, whose Heaven I may greatly covet, and fear no excess: O Thou whose blissfull Vision is the Joy of Angels and sovereign Happiness of all thy Saints; O that my Soul could love thee without limits, as thou art infinitely amiable. O my Belov∣ed, let my thoughts embrace thee all this night; while others sleep, let wakeful thoughts refresh me by presenting Thee to my mind: Let me think how kind thou art, how unspeakably good. Do thou, Lord, rest this night in my heart, and inspire it with the pure flames of divine Love.