The humble suit of a sinner. M.
〈◊〉〈◊〉 Lord of whom I do depend,
behold my careful heart:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 then thy will and pleasure is,
••••••se me of my smart.
〈◊〉〈◊〉 seest my sorrows what they are,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 grief is known to thee:
••••••cere is none that can remove,
••••••ke the same from me;
••••ly thou whose aid I crave,
••••••se mercy still is prest
〈◊〉〈◊〉 all those that come to thee
••••••ccour and for rest.
〈◊〉〈◊〉 thou seest my restless eyes,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 ••ars and grievous groan;
〈◊〉〈◊〉 unto my suit. O Lord.
••••is well my plaint and moan.
〈◊〉〈◊〉 hath so inclosed me,
••••••••past me about,
••••••m now ren••ediless,
••••••cy help not out.
••••••••ral man cannot release,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 gate this pain:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 thy Christ, my Lord and God,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 my sins was slain.
〈◊〉〈◊〉 bloudy wounds are yet to see,
••••gh not with mortal eye:
〈◊〉〈◊〉 thy saints behold them all,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 I trust shall I.
〈◊〉〈◊〉 sin doth hinder me a while,
〈◊〉〈◊〉 thou shalt see it good
I shall enjoy the sight of him,
and see his wounds and bloud.
And as thine angels and thy saints
do now behold the same:
So trust I to possess that place,
with them to praise thy name.
But whil'st I live here in this vale
where sinners do frequent,
Assist me ever with thy grace,
my sins still t•• lament.
Lest that I tread the sinners trace,
and give them my consent
To dwell with them in wickedness,
whereto nature is bent.
Onely thy grace must be my stay,
lest that I fall down flat:
And being down, then of my self
cannot recover that.
Wherefore this is yet once again
my suit and my request,
To grant me pardon for my sin,
that I in thee may rest.
Then shall my heart and tongue also
be instruments of praise,
And in thy Church and house of Saints
sing psalms to thee always.