The great Iebovah who did e'rst create
Heaven, earth, and all, and all doth gubernate,
Ever He help you ward the Host , within
Of honour'd graces, that the world hath seen
Plac't in the Cabinet of your true heart:
He help you ward them, be teach you the art,
Into your heart who did the grace instill,
Lively your heart with new supplies to fill.
Vertue will so a ward most sure make you,
Saving your Countrey, as a Peere most true.

He help you ward the Host , if need there be,
Of armed Souldiers, and that destiny
Will that the malice of our foes beat back,
A sure defence of men we do not lack,
Rightly will he help you to ward the Host ,
Deare honour'd heart, whose name implyeth most
Entire firme love to God, the surest Post.