Ball - BT770 B3 1637

3o6 Harr to live by Faith in timeofTemptation, night andday is my Joule vexed with temptations to be abhorred. III fay, I will remember the mercies of the Lord, and thinke upon his name; I will unloade my foule into the bofome ofmyheavenly Father , and waite uponhis grace : then he fugge(leth impious thoughts and horrible blafphernies to the great annoyance, mifera- ble ditlraction, a(lonifh:nent and vexation of my poore foule, Remember me,O my God,according to the multi- tude ofthy tender companions, and blot mine iniquities out of thy remembrance for thy Names fake. There Pfa. z3o.4; is mercy with thee covering finne : pardon the trefpaffes ofthy poore fervant, and impute not unto me thofe hei- lifh thoughts fugge(led by Sathan, which through thy grace Ìdetefl unfainedly, under which I delire ro be fin. cerely humbled, and from which I heartily begge to bee delivered. Returne, O Lord, caùfe the light of thy coran- P(a,3 i.r6. tenance to Thine upon mee ; refrefh my parched forge with the fence of thy mercy; difpell the mills of ten.. tation, rebuke Saban, and retlraine his malice. Thou art the Godofpeace, tread Sathan,I befeech thee, under tom.ró.zo, my feete fhortly, that with a quiet and cheerefull Spirit I may fingofthy praife, and ferve thee in holineflè and righteoufìies all the dayes ofmy life. Thou art my (lrength andportion, my rocke and tower of defence, unto thee doe I flie for fuccour, Oh, plead my caufe, againft the ene= my ofmy foule and thy glory. I am purpofed through thygrace to (licke and cleave fali unto thy mercy, never to affent unto or approve his horrible fu7gellions : Oh keepeme that the evill one may never touch me. Lord a Job.e.rR, hozv l ong wilt thou looks on? rcfctse my foule from the Pfa 3 r t. Pfa z fierie afTaults of that wicked one ; rrry darling from the x, z r,z z. FCa.3 r'IIO' Lyon. lain fore troubled, I am bowed downe greatly, I walke inheavineffeall the day long : Myheart panteth, my foule is exceedingly difquietedwith tentations. Thin Pfa.35,tz, z3. thou hsr/I feece (O Lord) keepe not fslence: O Lord bee notfarrefrommee. Stirre up thy felfe, and - awake to my Judgement, çurbe and chineupSathan, that he may mo- left

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