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Why fhou'd I not? What do I find
That fully here contents my Mind?
What is this Meat, and Drink, and Sleep,
That fuch poor Things from Heaven
fhou'd keep?

What is this Honour, or great Place,
Or Bag of Money, or fair Face?
What's all the World, that thus we shou'd
Still long to dwell with Flesh and Blood?

Fear not, my Soul, ftand to thy Word,
Which thou haft fung to thy dear Lord
Let but thy Love be firm, and true,
And with more Heat thy Wish renew

O may this dying Life make hafte
To die into true Life at laft;
No Hope have I to live before,

But then to live, and die no more.

Great Ever-living God, to Thee,
In Effence One, in Perfons Three:
May all thy Works their Tribute bring,
And every Age thy Glory fing. Amen.

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1 John, Chap. 2. Ver. 15.

Ove not the World, neither the Things that are in the World, if any Man love the World, the Love of the Father is not in him.

For all that is in the World, the Luft of

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the Flesh, the Luft of the Eyes, and the Pride of Life, is not of the Father, but is of the World;

And the World paffeth away, and the Lufts thereof; but he that doth the Will of God abideth for ever.

Antiphon.

Learn of me, fays our Lord, for I am meek and lowly in Heart, and ye fhall find Rest for your Souls.

V. Meeknefs indeed is the Heaven of this Life.

R. But the Heaven of Heavens is above with Thee.

Let us Pray.

God, whofe gracious Providence has particularly ordain'd the Spirit of Meekness to waft us fafely through the turbulent Sea of the World, to our Haven of Blifs; vouchsafe, we beseech Thee, that the clear Experience we every Day make of our own Weaknefs and Vanity, may fo difpofe us for this precious Vertue, that our Minds may never be discompofed with Paffion,nor our Tongues break forth into violent Ex- . preffions, but our Temper may be always preferv'd calm, and regular, and,as becomes thofe, all whofe Powers are poffefs'd of the Joys of Heaven, apt to feel in every thing only the fweet Impulfes of Hope and Charity, thro' our Lord Jefus Chrift thy Son

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to whom, with Thee and the Holy Ghoft, be all Honour and Glory, World without End. Amen.

V. Vouchsafe us, we beseech Thee, O Lord, a quiet Night, and a happy End.

R. Amen.

V. Lord, have Mercy upon us.
R. Chrift, have Mercy upon us.
V. Lord, have Mercy upon us.
Our Father, &c.

V. Into thy Hands, O Lord, we commend our Spirits.

R. Into thy Hands, O Lord, we commend our Spirits.

V. Thou haft redeem'd us, O Lord, thou God of Truth.

R. Into thy Hands, O Lord, we commend our Spirits.

V. Preferve us, O Lord, as the Apple of thine Eye:

R. Under the Shadow of thy Wings pro tect us.

V. Save us, O Lord, waking; defend us fleeping:

R. That we may watch with Christ, and reft in Peace.

Vouchfafe, O Lord, to keep us this Ngiht without Sin.

R. O Lord, have Mercy upon us, have Mercy upon us.

V. O Lord, let thy Mercy lighten up

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Let us Pray.

Ifit, we beseech thee, O Lord, this Habitation, and drive far away all Snares of the Enemy: Let thy holy Angels dwell therein to preferve us in Peace, and thy Bleffing be upon us for ever; through our Lord Jefus Chrift thy Son, who, with, &'c.

V. O Lord, hear, &c.
R. And let our, &c.'.
V. Blefs we our Lord.

R. Thanks be to God.

V. May the Divine Affistance remain with us for ever.

R. Amen.

V. The Bleffing of God Almighty, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, defcend upon us, and dwell in our Hearts for ever.

R. Amen.

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Monday Mattins.

The Introduction to be faid as Page 1.

Invitatory.

Come let us Adore our God that made us.
Come let us Adore our God that made us.

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PSALM XIV.

ET us with Reverence appear before Him, and humble our felves in the Prefence of his Glory: Let us all bring forth our Pfalms of Praife, and fing with Joy to our Great Creator.

Come let us Adore our God that made us.

He made us, not we our felves, and freely bestow'd on us all the rest of his Creatures, to engage our Hearts to love his Goodness, and to admire the Riches of his infinite Bounty.

Come let us Adore our God that made us.

Our Bodies he fram'd of the Duft of the Earth, and gave us a Soul after his own Likenefs; a Soul which all created Nature E 4

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