Pull from their subtile snares in secret laid,
O thou, my only strength, so often try’d.
O let thy face upon thy servant shine;
Save for thy mercies sake, from shame defend.
Shame cover those who keepe no lawes of thine,
And undeplored to the grave descend!
Sandys.
How are thy servants blest O Lord!
How sure is their defence!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,