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The Book of Praise,
Since Thou hast added now, O God !
Unto my life another day, And giv'st me leave to walk abroad,
And labour in my lawful way ; My walks and works with me begin, Conduct me forth, and bring me in.
In every power my soul enjoy;*
Internal virtues to improve ; In every sense that she employs
In her external works to move ; Bless her, O God ! and keep me sound From outward harm and inward wound.
Let sin nor Satan's fraud prevail To make mine eye of reason blind,
Or faith, or hope, or love to fail, Or any virtues of the mind ;
But more and more let them increase,
And bring me to mine end in peace.
Lewd courses let my feet forbear;
Keep Thou my hands from doing wrong ; Let not ill counsels pierce mine ear,
Nor wicked words defile my tongue ; And keep the windows of each eye That no strange lust climb in thereby.
But guard Thou safe my heart in chief;
That neither hate, revenge, nor fear, Nor vain desire, vain joy, or grief,
Obtain command or dwelling there : And, Lord! with every saving grace, Still true to Thee maintain that place I