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             The penitent prisoner his character, carriage upon his commitment, letany, proper prayers, serious meditations, sighs, occasional ejaculations, devotion going to execution, and at the place of execution / by a friend to the souls in prison.
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           THE
           Penitent
           Prisoner
           ,
           HIS
           CHARACTER
           ,
           Carriage
           upon
           his
           Commitment
           ,
           LETANY
           ,
           Proper
           Prayers
           ,
           Serious
           Meditations
           ,
           SIGHS
           ,
           Occasional
           Ejaculations
           ,
           Devotion
           going
           to
           Execution
           ,
           and
           at
           the
           place
           of
           Execution
           .
        
         
           
             By
             a
             Friend
             to
             the
             Souls
             in
             Prison
             .
          
        
         
           
             LONDON
             ,
          
           Printed
           for
           
             John
             Williams
             ,
          
           at
           the
           
             Crown
             ,
          
           in
           
             Cross
             Keys
             Court
          
           in
           
             Little
             Brittain
             ,
          
           1675.
           
        
         
      
    
     
       
         
         
           The
           Penitent
           Prisoner
           .
           HIS
           Character
           .
        
         
           HE
           is
           one
           ,
           who
           although
           he
           confess
           himself
           to
           have
           been
           
             seduc't
          
           by
           his
           Lusts
           ,
           and
           
             intic't
          
           by
           evil
           Company
           ,
           yet
           being
           under
           
             restraint
          
           (
           according
           to
           the
           
             merit
          
           of
           his
           Crime
           )
           he
           makes
           a
           
             Pulpit
          
           of
           his
           Prison
           to
           
             Preach
          
           to
           him
           Repentance
           ;
           a
           
             Sermon
          
           of
           his
           shackles
           to
           teach
           him
           his
           
             Service
             ;
          
           He
           turns
           his
           
             Gaole
          
           into
           a
           Shop
           to
           traffick
           for
           Heaven
           ;
           and
           into
           an
           
             Exchange
          
           of
           all
           Devotions
           that
           may
           gain
           him
           
             Salvation
             .
          
           For
           being
           entred
           into
           
             Prison
          
           (
           after
           he
           hath
           sometime
           
             look't
          
           about
           him
           ,
           and
           sees
           
             nothing
          
           but
           
             thick
          
           walls
           ,
           
             strong
          
           barrs
           ,
           a
           
             dark
          
           room
           ,
           and
           
             no
          
           way
           to
           escape
           ,
           )
           he
           begins
           
             thus
          
           to
           word
           it
           ,
           For
           
             conviction
          
           he
           knows
           must
           go
           before
           
             Conversion
             .
          
           Lord
           ●
           
             where
          
           am
           I
           ?
           
             what
          
           have
           I
           done
           :
           
             ●ow
          
           hath
           the
           iniquity
           of
           my
           
             hands
          
           and
           
             heels
          
           hamper'd
           me
           ?
           
             How
          
           have
           I
           
             drunk
          
           down
           iniquity
           like
           
             water
             ,
             drawn
          
           sin
           as
           with
           a
           Cart
           rope
           !
           
             How
          
           like
           a
           
             wretch
          
           have
           I
           night
           and
           day
           
             tug'd
          
           at
           the
           Devils
           oare
           ,
           
             grinded
          
           at
           his
           Mill
           ,
           
             dig'd
          
           in
           his
           Mine
           ,
           
             run
          
           on
           his
           errands
           ,
           
           not
           only
           
             acted
          
           sin
           ,
           but
           
             contrived
          
           it
           ,
           sinned
           with
           a
           
             high
          
           hand
           ,
           and
           
             haughty
          
           heart
           !
           Oh
           the
           
             bitter
          
           fruit
           of
           those
           things
           whereof
           I
           am
           
             now
          
           ashamed
           !
           
             What
          
           gravel
           in
           my
           stomach
           do
           I
           find
           that
           
             stollen
          
           bread
           to
           be
           
             now
             ,
          
           which
           once
           went
           down
           so
           
             sweetly
             !
          
           Into
           
             what
             a
             Labyrinth
          
           of
           misery
           hath
           the
           following
           of
           the
           
             motions
          
           of
           my
           
             vile
          
           Lusts
           led
           me
           !
           How
           have
           I
           by
           my
           
             many
          
           and
           
             grievous
          
           sins
           ,
           
             dishonour'd
          
           my
           God
           ,
           
             sadded
          
           the
           Holy
           Angels
           ,
           
             sham'd
          
           my
           Christian
           profession
           ,
           
             damag'd
          
           my
           neighbour
           ,
           
             wounded
          
           my
           own
           conscience
           ,
           
             troubled
          
           my
           spirit
           ,
           and
           
             given
             large
          
           earnest
           for
           my
           
             everlasting
          
           ruine
           !
           Methinks
           I
           hear
           it
           
             said
          
           in
           my
           eares
           ,
           as
           if
           spoken
           from
           the
           
             battlements
          
           of
           Heaven
           ,
           Let
           
             no
          
           man
           
             oppress
             ,
          
           or
           
             defraud
          
           his
           Brother
           ,
           for
           the
           
             Lord
          
           is
           the
           avenger
           of
           
             all
          
           such
           ,
           1
           
             Thes
             .
          
           4.
           6.
           
           So
           
             Rom.
          
           1.
           18.
           
           The
           
             wrath
          
           of
           God
           is
           revealed
           from
           Heaven
           against
           
             all
             ungodliness
             ,
          
           and
           
             unrighteousness
          
           of
           men
           ;
           where
           then
           shall
           I
           appear
           ,
           being
           in
           so
           
             sad
             ,
          
           so
           
             miserable
          
           a
           Condition
           ?
           of
           
             whom
             may
             I
             seek
             for
             〈◊〉
             but
             of
             thee
             ,
             O
             Lord
             ,
             who
             for
             my
             sin
             art
             justly
             displeased
             ?
             yet
             O
             God
          
           
           
             most
             Holy
             ,
             O
             Lord
             most
             mighty
             ,
             O
             Holy
             and
             merciful
             Saviour
             ,
             deliver
             me
             not
             into
             the
             bitter
             pains
             of
             eternal
             death
             ;
             Thou
             knowest
             ,
             Lord
             ,
             the
             secrets
             of
             my
             heart
             ,
             shut
             not
             up
             thy
             merciful
             eares
             to
             my
             prayers
             ,
             but
             spare
             me
             Lord
             ,
             most
             Holy
             ,
             O
             God
             most
             mighty
             ,
             O
             Holy
             and
             merciful
             Saviour
             ,
             thou
             most
             worthy
             judge
             eternal
             ,
             suffer
             me
             not
             for
             any
             pains
             of
             death
             to
             fall
             from
             thee
             .
          
           Look
           upon
           the
           
             wounds
          
           in
           thy
           hands
           ,
           and
           have
           
             mercy
          
           upon
           me
           the
           work
           of
           thy
           hands
           .
        
         
           O
           give
           me
           a
           
             praying
             ,
          
           that
           thou
           maist
           afford
           me
           a
           
             pittying
          
           heart
           .
        
      
       
         
           His
           Letany
           .
        
         
           O
           
             God
             ,
             the
             Father
             of
             Heaven
             have
             mercy
             upon
             me
             ,
          
           Keep
           ,
           and
           defend
           me
           from
           that
           roaring
           Lion
           ,
           that
           goes
           about
           seeking
           whom
           he
           may
           devour
           .
        
         
           O
           
             God
             the
             Son
             ,
             Redeemer
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             have
             mercy
             upon
             me
             ,
          
           Save
           ,
           and
           deliver
           me
           from
           the
           wrath
           to
           come
           .
        
         
           O
           
             God
             the
             Holy
             Ghost
             ,
             proce●●ing
             from
             the
             Father
             and
             the
             Son
             ,
             have
             mercy
             upon
          
           
           
             me
             ,
          
           strengthen
           and
           comfort
           me
           in
           this
           my
           present
           calamitous
           condition
           .
        
         
           O
           
             Holy
             ,
             Blessed
             ,
             and
             Glorious
             Trinity
             ,
             three
             Persons
             ,
             and
             one
             God
             ,
             have
             mercy
             upon
             ,
             me
             .
          
        
         
           
             Remember
             not
             ,
             Lord
             ,
          
           the
           sins
           of
           my
           
             youth
             ,
          
           nor
           of
           my
           
             maturer
          
           growth
           ,
           but
           
             spare
          
           me
           ,
           
             Good
          
           Lord
           ,
           
             spare
          
           thy
           poor
           creature
           (
           not
           worthy
           to
           be
           
             called
          
           thy
           Servant
           )
           
             and
             be
             not
             angry
             with
             me
             for
             ever
             .
          
        
         
           
             From
             sin
             ,
             from
             the
             crafts
             and
             assaults
             of
             the
             Devil
             ,
          
           and
           from
           thy
           wrath
           ,
           and
           from
           everlasting
           damnation
           ,
        
         
           
             Good
             Lord
             deliver
             me
             .
          
        
         
           From
           mispending
           the
           
             few
          
           moments
           I
           have
           to
           live
           ,
           from
           
             hardness
             of
             heart
             ,
             and
             contempt
             of
          
           good
           counsel
           ,
           that
           shall
           be
           given
           me
           ,
        
         
           
             Good
             Lord
             deliver
             me
             .
          
        
         
           In
           the
           time
           of
           this
           my
           present
           distress
           and
           
             Tribulation
             ,
          
           in
           the
           hour
           of
           my
           approaching
           death
           ,
           
             and
             in
             the
             day
             of
             Judgment
             ,
          
        
         
           
             Good
             Lord
             deliver
             me
             .
          
        
         
           I
           a
           
             poor
          
           Prisoner
           ,
           and
           
             sorrowful
          
           sinner
           ,
           do
           beseech
           thee
           to
           hear
           me
           ,
           O
           Lord
           ,
           
             That
             it
          
           
           
             may
             please
             thee
             to
             give
             me
          
           thy
           Grace
           to
           condemn
           my self
           ,
           that
           I
           may
           
             not
          
           be
           condemn'd
           ,
           and
           to
           
             judge
          
           my self
           ,
           that
           I
           may
           
             not
          
           be
           judged
           .
        
         
           That
           I
           may
           
             bring
          
           forth
           fruits
           worthy
           of
           
             Repentance
             .
          
        
         
           That
           I
           may
           take
           a
           
             Holy
          
           revenge
           on
           my self
           ,
           
             judging
          
           my self
           not
           worthy
           of
           a
           
             mouthful
          
           of
           fresh
           aire
           ,
           or
           a
           
             morsel
          
           of
           meat
           ,
           who
           have
           abused
           thy
           
             good
          
           creatures
           as
           I
           have
           done
           .
        
         
           That
           I
           may
           not
           give
           
             sleep
          
           to
           my
           eyes
           ,
           nor
           
             slumber
          
           to
           my
           eye
           lids
           ,
           nor
           suffer
           the
           
             Temples
          
           of
           my
           head
           to
           take
           any
           rest
           ,
           until
           I
           have
           
             unfeignedly
          
           endeavoured
           to
           make
           my
           peace
           with
           thee
           .
        
         
           That
           thou
           wouldst
           give
           me
           
             true
          
           Repentance
           ,
           which
           may
           appear
           by
           my
           
             making
          
           restitution
           (
           as
           
             much
          
           as
           in
           me
           lyes
           )
           to
           
             those
          
           whom
           I
           have
           wronged
           .
        
         
           
             That
             thou
             wouldst
             forgive
             all
          
           my
           sins
           ,
           of
           what
           
             nature
          
           and
           
             quality
          
           soever
           ,
           
             and
             endow
             me
             with
             the
             grace
             of
             thy
             Holy
             spirit
             ,
          
           to
           make
           a
           sanctified
           use
           of
           this
           
             sad
          
           Dispensation
           of
           thy
           providence
           .
        
         
           
             Son
             of
             God
             I
             beseech
             thee
             to
             hear
             me
             .
          
        
         
         
           
             O
             thou
             Lamb
             of
             God
             that
             takest
             away
             the
             sins
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             have
             mercy
             upon
             me
             .
          
        
         
           
             O
             thou
             Lamb
             of
             God
             that
             takest
             away
             the
             sins
             of
             the
             World
             ,
          
        
         
           
             Grant
             me
             thy
             peace
             .
          
           
             Lord
             have
             mercy
             upon
             me
             .
          
           
             Christ
             have
             mercy
             upon
             me
             .
          
           
             Lord
             have
             mercy
             upon
             me
             .
          
           
             Our
             Father
             which
             art
             in
             Heaven
             ,
             
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             O
             Lord
             deal
             not
             with
             me
             after
             my
             sins
             .
          
           
             Neither
             reward
             me
             after
             my
             iniquities
             .
          
        
         
           
             O
             God
             ,
             merciful
             Father
             ,
             who
             despisest
             not
             the
             sighing
             of
             a
             contrite
             heart
             ,
             nor
             the
             desire
             of
             such
             as
             be
             sorrowful
             ,
             mercifully
             assist
             me
             in
             these
             my
             Prayers
             that
             I
             make
          
           unto
           thee
           in
           this
           my
           present
           trouble
           and
           adversity
           ,
           and
           grant
           that
           I
           whose
           
             conscience
             by
             sin
             is
             accused
             ,
             by
             thy
             merciful
             pardon
             may
             be
             absolv'd
             ,
             through
             Jesus
             Christ
             my
             Lord
             and
             only
             Saviour
             .
             Amen
             .
          
        
         
           
             O
             God
             whose
             Nature
             and
             property
             is
             eve●
             to
             have
             mercy
             ,
             and
             to
             forgive
             ,
             receive
             m●
             humble
             petitions
             ,
             and
             though
             I
             be
             tyed
             and
             bound
             with
             the
             chains
             of
             my
             sins
          
           (
           Fetters
           worse
           than
           those
           of
           Iron
           that
           ar●
           upon
           me
           )
           
             Yet
             let
             the
             pittifulness
             of
             th●
          
           
           
             great
             mercy
             loose
             me
             ,
             for
             the
             honor
             of
             Jesus
             Christ
             his
             sake
             my
             Mediator
             and
             Advocate
             .
          
        
         
           Amen
           .
        
      
       
         
           His
           Sighs
           .
        
         
           O
           that
           my
           
             head
          
           were
           waters
           ,
           and
           my
           
             eyes
          
           a
           Fountain
           of
           
             tears
             ,
          
           that
           I
           might
           lament
           
             day
          
           and
           
             night
             ,
          
           the
           sins
           that
           I
           have
           committed
           against
           
             so
          
           good
           ,
           and
           
             so
          
           great
           a
           God
           ,
           
             so
          
           often
           ,
           and
           
             so
          
           hainously
           as
           I
           have
           done
           !
        
         
           Oh
           
             wretched
          
           man
           that
           I
           am
           ,
           who
           shall
           deliver
           me
           from
           this
           
             body
          
           of
           death
           !
        
         
           I
           have
           
             sinned
             ,
          
           what
           shall
           I
           do
           unto
           thee
           ,
           O
           thou
           
             preserver
          
           of
           men
           ?
        
         
           O
           that
           as
           the
           
             Hart
          
           pants
           after
           the
           water
           Brooks
           ,
           so
           my
           
             soul
          
           might
           pant
           after
           thee
           O
           God!
           
        
         
           O
           that
           I
           could
           be
           
             ten
             thousand
          
           times
           more
           
             contrite
             ,
          
           and
           
             humble
          
           in
           heart
           than
           I
           am
           !
        
      
       
         
           His
           Serious
           Meditation
           .
        
         
           Is
           any
           
             Gaol
          
           like
           the
           
             Dungeon
          
           of
           Hell
           ?
           
           Are
           any
           
             Keepers
          
           like
           Fiends
           ?
           Is
           there
           any
           
             burning
          
           like
           that
           
             fire
             ?
          
           Any
           
             biting
          
           like
           that
           
             Worm
             ?
          
           Any
           
             shame
          
           of
           face
           like
           to
           the
           
             confusion
          
           of
           face
           before
           
             men
          
           and
           
             Angels
             ?
          
           Can
           any
           
             loss
          
           on
           Earth
           equal
           the
           
             loss
          
           of
           Heaven
           ?
           Or
           
             Banishment
          
           from
           
             Friends
             ,
          
           a
           
             Banishment
          
           from
           
             God
          
           and
           his
           
             Holy
          
           Angels
           ?
           To
           
             dwell
          
           in
           utter
           darkness
           where
           there
           is
           
             no
          
           light
           ,
           amidst
           infinite
           
             torture
             ,
          
           where
           there
           is
           
             no
          
           ease
           ,
           and
           that
           to
           
             all
          
           eternity
           .
           Lord
           ,
           
             this
          
           will
           be
           my
           portion
           without
           thy
           
             mercy
             .
          
           O
           Lord
           ,
           have
           
             mercy
          
           upon
           me
           according
           to
           thy
           
             loving
          
           kindness
           ,
           according
           to
           the
           
             multitude
          
           of
           thy
           tender
           Compassions
           
             blot
          
           out
           all
           my
           transgressions
           .
           
             Draw
          
           a
           red
           
             streak
          
           with
           the
           
             blood
          
           of
           my
           Redeemer
           over
           
             all
          
           the
           foul
           
             Characters
          
           of
           my
           sins
           :
           Especially
           ,
           forgive
           (
           here
           he
           mentions
           with
           utmost
           aggravation
           the
           
             sin
          
           or
           
             sins
          
           that
           most
           
             trouble
          
           his
           conscience
           .
           )
           
             One
          
           deep
           calls
           upon
           another
           ,
           the
           
             deep
          
           of
           my
           misery
           on
           the
           
             deep
          
           of
           thy
           mercy
           .
           O
           Lord
           ,
           
             hear
             ,
          
           and
           consider
           O
           Lord
           ,
           and
           
             do
          
           it
           ,
           for
           my
           
             spirit
          
           waxeth
           faint
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           His
           Occasional
           Ejaculations
           .
        
         
           When
           
             arraign'd
          
           at
           the
           Barr
           he
           thus
           
             piously
          
           ejaculates
           ;
           O
           the
           time
           when
           we
           shall
           
             all
          
           appear
           before
           the
           
             Judgment
             seat
          
           of
           Christ
           !
        
         
           Upon
           the
           
             sight
          
           of
           a
           fire
           or
           
             flame
          
           of
           a
           Candle
           he
           thus
           words
           it
           :
        
         
           O
           
             who
          
           amongst
           us
           can
           
             dwell
          
           with
           devouring
           fire
           ,
           who
           amongst
           us
           can
           
             dwell
          
           with
           everlasting
           burnings
           !
        
         
           
             Upon
             the
             Jaylors
             Locking
             him
             in
             .
          
           
             He
             thinks
             on
             the
             
               dismalness
            
             of
             being
             
               shut
               out
            
             of
             Heaven
             ,
             and
             
               into
            
             Hell.
             
          
        
         
           
             Upon
             hearing
             his
             leud
             Companions
             to
             Swear
             and
             Curse
             .
          
           
             Wo
             is
             
               me
            
             that
             I
             am
             constrain'd
             to
             
               dwell
            
             in
             this
             
               Hell
            
             upon
             Earth
             ,
             and
             to
             have
             my
             Habitation
             among
             
               such
            
             vile
             persons
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Upon
             the
             sight
             of
             that
             pittance
             of
             meat
             and
             drink
             allotted
             him
             .
          
           
             Lord
             ,
             I
             am
             not
             
               worthy
            
             of
             the
             leas●
             crumb
             that
             
               falls
            
             from
             the
             table
             of
             thy
             
               bounty
               ,
            
             being
             
               so
            
             great
             a
             rebel
             ,
             as
             I
             have
             been
             to
             thee
             .
          
        
         
           
             Upon
             his
             being
             bound
             in
             the
             Cart.
             
          
           
             He
             thinks
             upon
             that
             
               evil
            
             Servant
             to
             whom
             it
             was
             said
             ,
             
               Bind
            
             him
             
               hand
            
             and
             
               foot
               ,
            
             and
             cast
             him
             into
             
               utter
            
             darkness
             .
          
        
         
           
             When
             he
             hears
             the
             passing
             Bell
             go
             for
             him
             .
          
           
             He
             thinks
             he
             
               hears
            
             the
             sound
             of
             the
             
               last
            
             Trump
             
               summoning
            
             him
             to
             arise
             and
             come
             to
             Judgment
             .
          
        
         
           
             His
             Devotion
             as
             he
             is
             going
             to
             Execution
             .
          
           
             
               O
               Saviour
               of
               the
               World
               save
               me
               ,
               who
               by
               thy
               cross
               and
               precious
               blood
               hast
               redeemed
               me
               ▪
               help
               me
               I
               beseech
               thee
               ,
               O
               God.
               
            
          
           
             O
             let
             the
             
               sorrowful
            
             sighing
             of
             me
             a
             
               poor
               Prisoner
            
             come
             before
             thee
             ,
             and
             by
             the
             
               greatness
            
             of
             thy
             power
             preserve
             thou
             me
             ,
             who
             am
             
               going
            
             to
             die
             a
             
               shameful
            
             temporal
             death
             
               Lord
               ,
            
             preserve
             me
             from
             that
             
               death
            
             which
             is
             eternal
             .
          
           
             O
             shew
             
               some
            
             token
             upon
             me
             for
             
               good
            
             that
             the
             
               Devil
               ,
            
             who
             watcheth
             for
             my
             
               soul
            
             
             may
             see
             it
             ,
             and
             be
             
               asham'd
               ,
            
             because
             thou
             Lord
             hast
             
               holpen
            
             and
             
               comforted
            
             me
             .
          
           
             O
             thou
             that
             didst
             
               save
            
             the
             
               penitent
            
             Thief
             on
             the
             
               cross
               ,
            
             have
             
               mercy
            
             upon
             me
             a
             
               miserable
               malefactor
               .
            
          
           
             O
             
               deliver
            
             me
             for
             I
             am
             
               helpless
               ,
            
             and
             
               poor
               ,
            
             and
             my
             heart
             is
             
               wounded
            
             within
             me
             .
          
           
             Though
             my
             
               flesh
            
             and
             my
             
               heart
            
             fail
             ,
             yet
             be
             thou
             the
             
               strength
            
             of
             my
             heart
             ,
             and
             
               my
               portion
            
             for
             ever
             .
          
        
         
           
             His
             Devotion
             at
             the
             Place
             of
             Execution
             .
          
           
             Lord
             be
             not
             
               far
            
             from
             me
             ,
             now
             
               trouble
            
             is
             near
             at
             hand
             .
          
           
             
               Now
               ,
               now
            
             Lord
             
               Jesus
               ,
            
             save
             from
             
               eternal
            
             death
             my
             
               poor
            
             sinful
             soul
             which
             thou
             didst
             
               purchase
            
             with
             thy
             blood
             .
          
           
             
               O
               God
               make
               speed
               to
               save
               me
               .
            
             
               O
               Lord
               make
               haste
               to
               help
               me
               .
            
          
           
             Save
             me
             ,
             
               dear
            
             Jesus
             ,
             by
             thy
             
               merits
               ,
            
             and
             
               take
            
             my
             trembling
             
               departing
            
             soul
             to
             thy
             mercy
             .
          
           
             
               Lord
            
             Jesus
             
               receive
               my
            
             Spirit
             ,
          
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Prayer
           of
           one
           committed
           to
           Prison
           for
           destroying
           her
           Child
           .
        
         
           O
           Almighty
           God
           ,
           Father
           
             of
             mercy
             and
          
           God
           
             of
             all
             Consolation
             :
             have
          
           mercy
           
             upon
             me
             a
             grievous
             sinner
             ;
             who
             having
             not
             the
          
           fear
           
             of
             thee
             my
          
           God
           
             before
             my
             eyes
             ,
             have
             made
          
           away
           
             with
             my
          
           Child
           ;
           
             O
          
           blessed
           Saviour
           ,
           
             who
             when
             thou
          
           took'st
           
             upon
             thee
             to
          
           deliver
           
             man
             ,
             did'st
          
           not
           abhor
           
             the
             Virgins
             womb
             ,
          
           compassionate
           
             me
             ,
             who
             have
          
           cruelly
           
             destroy'd
             the
          
           fruit
           
             of
             my
             womb
             :
             although
             for
             this
             I
             am
          
           afflicted
           
             on
             every
             side
             ,
             yet
          
           suffer
           
             me
             not
             to
             be
          
           distrest
           ,
           though
           
             in
             want
             of
          
           some
           
             of
             thy
          
           comforts
           ,
           
             yet
             not
             of
          
           all
           ;
           
             though
          
           chastened
           ,
           
             yet
             not
          
           forsaken
           ;
           
             though
          
           cast
           down
           ,
           
             yet
             suffer
             me
             not
          
           utterly
           
             to
          
           perish
           .
           Sprinkle
           
             me
             with
          
           Hysop
           ▪
           
             dip't
             in
             the
          
           blood
           
             of
             that
             immaculate
          
           Lamb
           Christ
           Jesus
           ,
           
             and
             I
             shall
             be
          
           clean
           ,
           wash
           
             me
             ,
             and
             I
             shall
             be
          
           whiter
           
             than
             Snow
             .
             O
             let
             the
          
           blood
           
             of
          
           Jesus
           
             be
             heard
             above
             the
          
           cry
           
             of
             my
          
           crying
           
             sin
             ,
             spare
             me
          
           good
           Lord
           
             spare
             me
             a
          
           sorrowful
           
             sinner
             and
             be
             no●
          
           angry
           
             with
             me
             for
             ever
             .
          
        
         
           Amen
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Prayer
           of
           one
           committed
           to
           Prison
           for
           Murther
           ,
           and
           under
           the
           Sentence
           of
           Condemnation
           .
        
         
           ALmighty
           God
           ,
           the
           aid
           of
           all
           that
           need
           ,
           the
           helper
           of
           all
           that
           flee
           to
           thee
           for
           succour
           ;
           
             I
             the
          
           vilest
           
             of
             sinners
             ,
             and
             the
          
           worst
           
             of
             men
             ,
             for
          
           such
           
             have
             I
             made
             my self
             by
             my
          
           sins
           ,
           
             do
             here
          
           passionately
           
             beseech
             thee
             to
             have
          
           mercy
           
             upon
             me
             a
          
           bloody
           
             sinner
             .
          
           O
           deliver
           
             me
             from
          
           blood-guiltiness
           ,
           O
           God
           ,
           
             thou
          
           God
           
             of
             my
             Salvation
             ,
          
           so
           
             shall
             my
          
           Tongue
           
             sing
             aloud
             of
             thy
             Righteousness
             .
             The
          
           remembrance
           
             of
             this
             my
             sin
             is
          
           grievous
           
             unto
             me
             ,
             the
          
           burthen
           
             of
             it
             is
          
           intolerable
           :
           
             Have
          
           mercy
           
             upon
             me
             O
             Lord
             ,
          
           have
           mercy
           
             upon
             me
             ,
             who
          
           repent
           
             with
             as
          
           lowly
           
             a
             Spirit
             ,
             as
          
           ever
           
             I
             sinned
             with
             a
          
           high
           
             hand
             ,
             Lord
          
           help
           
             my
          
           unrepentance
           .
           
             And
             when
          
           Justice
           
             shall
             lay
             my
          
           blood
           
             upon
             my
          
           own
           
             head
             ,
             let
             the
          
           blood
           
             of
             Jesus
             Christ
             be
          
           on
           
             it
             too
             .
             Into
             thy
          
           hands
           
             I
             now
          
           commend
           
             my
             soul
             ,
             into
             thy
          
           hands
           
             do
             thou
          
           then
           
             receive
             it
             ,
          
           O
           blessed
           
             Jesus
             ,
          
           be
           
             thou
          
           then
           
             a
             Jesus
             to
             me
             .
          
        
         
           Amen
           .
        
      
       
         FINIS
         .
      
    
     
  

