Receiveth such a Forme by wrongs and blowes,
That hee becomes the Iewell we desire.
To thee therefore, Oh God! My Prayers are
Not to be freed from Griefes and Troubles quite:
But, that they may be such as I can beare;
And, serve to make me precious in thy Sight.
This please me shall, though all my Life time, I
Betweene thine Anvill and the Hammer, lie.