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Zion in distressSion in distress
Zion in distress, or, The groans of the Protestant Church [sic]Sion in distress, or, The groans of the Protestant Chruch [sic]
London: printed by George Larkin for Enoch Prosser, 1681
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
VIII. Lord whatsoever my Estate is here, With sweet Submission let me be content, When I am most troubled, then be thou most near, And never from me thy dear self absent: This will my prostrate Spirit highly raise, And if I suffer, to thy Name be praise.
VIII. Lord whatsoever my Estate is here, With sweet Submission let me be content, When I'm most troubled, then be thou most near, And never from me thy dear self absent: This will my prostrate Spirit highly raise, And if I suffer, to thy Name be praise.
IX. Teach me, I pray thee, that Celestial Skill, My Days to number, as thy Saints have done; Let me still yield unto thy blessed Will, And wait upon thee till my Glass be run: So shall my Raptured Tongue thy praise proclaim And sing Hosanna's to thy Glorious Name.
IX. Teach me, I pray thee, that Celestial Skill, My Days to number, as thy Saints have done; Let me still yield unto thy blessed Will, And wait upon thee till my Glass be run: So shall my Raptur'd Tongue thy praise proclaim And sing Hosanna's to thy Glorious Name.
X. O regulate my Tongue, and make me see, How few my days are, and how short their length, Let all my Trust be still reposed in thee; Relax thy scourge, or add unto my strength: ⟨p. 119⟩Be thou my way, my strength, my light that I May learn to live, and in thy favour die.
X. O regulate my Tongue, and make me see, How few my days are, and how short their length, Let all my Trust be still repos'd in thee; Relax thy scourge, or add unto my strength: