A very Godly SONG, intituled, the Earnest Petition of the faithful Christian, being Clerk of Badnam, made upon his Deathbed, at the Instant of his Transumation.
To a sweet solemn Tune.
NOw my painful eyes lie rowling,
And my passing-Bell is towling,
Towling sweetly, I lye dying,
And my life is from me flying.
Grant me strength, O gracious God,
For to endure thy heavy Rod,
Then shall I rejoyce and sing,
With Psalms unto our heavenly King.
Simeon that blessed man,
Believed Christ when he was come,
And then he did desire to dye,
To live with him Eternally.
Christ wrote me a strong Salvation.
By his bitter death and passion;
He had wash d and ma
[...] me c ean,
That I should never sin again.
Grievous pains doth call and cry,
O Man prepare thy self to dye:
All my Sins I have lamented,
And to d
[...]e I am contented.
Silly Soul the Lord receive thee,
Death is come, and life must leave thee
Death wi l t
[...]r
[...]y no mans leasure,
Then farewel all earth
[...]y pleasure.
In this world I nothing crave,
But to bring me to my Grave;
In my Grave while I lye sleeping,
Angels have my soul in keeping.
When the bells are for me ringing,
Lord receive my soul with singing:
Then shall I be free from pain,
To live and never dye again.
While the worms corrupting breed on,
Wait my noisome Corps to feed on,
My fervent soul this prison loathing.
Craves a Robe of Angels cloathing.
Farewel world and worldly Glory,
Farewel all things transitory,
Sion Hill my Soul ascendeth,
And Gods Royal throne attendeth.
Farewel Wife & children small,
For I must go when Christ doth call:
And for my death be ye content
When I am gone do not lament.
Now the Bell doth cease to toul,
Sweet Jesus Christ receive my soul.
O God which did the world create,
Hear a poor sinner at the Gate,
Thou that from death didst set me free
Remit my sins and shew mercy.
O thou that caus'd thy blessed Son,
Into this Vniverse to come:
Thy Gospel true for to fulfill,
And to subdue Sin, Death, and Hell.
Grant for his sake that dy'd on tree,
On the blest Mount of
Calvary:
That I being grieved for my sin,
Might by repentance Heaven w
[...]n
The Gospel saith, who so believe,
To them wilt thou a blessing give,
Amongst which number grant me faith
That to believe the Gospel saith.
Which to believe grant that I may,
Though here I dye, yet live for aye,
Then saviour sweet remit my si
[...]
And grant me faith that life to win.
And since thy death a price most great,
Hath bought us here I do intreat
To give me Grace thy name to praise,
Both now and evermore always.
For by thy death my soul is free
From Hell, which still by thy decree
To sinners, all for sin is due,
Vntil thy Son our Saviour true.
Did vanquish by almighty power,
Death, Hell, and all that could devour
My sins, O Lord, I do confess,
Like sands in Seas are numberless.
Yet though my sins like scarlet show,
Their whiteness may exceed the snow,
If thou thy mercy do extend,
That I my sinful life may mend.
With mercy thy blest word doth say,
At any time obtain I may,
If power and grace in me remain,
From carnal sin for to restrain.
Then give me grace, Lord to abstain
Fro
[...] sin, that I may still remain
With thee in heaven where angels sing
Most joyfully to thee our King.
God grant, O Christ, that when I dye,
My
[...]ul with thee immediately,
May have abode among the blest
And live for ever in true rest.
Printed for W Thackeray in Ducklane.