1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
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THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood
Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Prevenient Grace descending had removd
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
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Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port
Not of mean suiters, nor important less
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair [ 10 ]
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers
Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes [ 15 ]
Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,
By thir great Intercessor, came in sight
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son [ 20 ]
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Presenting, thus to intercede began.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, [ 25 ]
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Sown with contrition in his heart, then those
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Which his own hand manuring all the Trees
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
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1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare [ 30 ]
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Interpret for him, mee his Advocate
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
And propitiation, all his works on mee
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those [ 35 ]
Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Accept me, and in mee from these receave
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
Before thee reconcild, at least his days
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
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1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
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1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
1,THus they in lowliest plight repentant stood,Praying, for from the Mercie-seat above,Prevenient Grace descending had removd,The stonie from thir hearts, & made new flesh,Regenerate grow instead, that sighs now breathd 5 ,Unutterable, which the Spirit of prayer,Inspird, and wingd for Heavn with speedier flight,Then loudest Oratorie: yet thir port,Not of mean suiters, nor important less,Seemd thir Petition, then when th ancient Pair 10 ,In Fables old, less ancient yet then these,,Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha to restore,The Race of Mankind drownd, before the Shrine,Of Themis stood devout. To Heavn thir prayers,Flew up, nor missd the way, by envious windes 15 ,Blown vagabond or frustrate: in they passd,Dimentionless through Heavnly dores; then clad,With incense, where the Golden Altar fumd,,By thir great Intercessor, came in sight,Before the Fathers Throne: Them the glad Son 20 ,Presenting, thus to intercede began.,See Father, what first fruits on Earth are sprung,From thy implanted Grace in Man, these Sighs,And Prayers, which in this Golden Censer, mixt,With Incense, I thy Priest before thee bring, 25 ,Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,Sown with contrition in his heart, then those,Which his own hand manuring all the Trees,Of Paradise could have product, ere falln,From innocence. Now therefore bend thine eare 30 ,To supplication, heare his sighs though mute;,Unskilful with what words to pray, let mee,Interpret for him, mee his Advocate,And propitiation, all his works on mee,Good or not good ingraft, my Merit those 35 ,Shall perfet, and for these my Death shall pay.,Accept me, and in mee from these receave,The smell of peace toward Mankinde, let him live,Before thee reconcild, at least his days,Numberd, though sad, till Death, his doom (which I 40 ,To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse),To better life shall yeeld him, where with mee,All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,,Made one with me as I with thee am one.
All my redeemd may dwell in joy and bliss,
Made one with me as I with thee am one.