XXIV.
That wee may change to evennesse
This intermitting aguish Pietie;
210That snatching cramps of wickednesse
And Apoplexies of fast sin, may die;
That musique of thy promises,
Not threats in Thunder may
Awaken us to our just offices;
215What in thy booke, thou dost, or creatures say,
That we may heare, Lord heare us, when wee pray.