Ut sit et cogitationibus Verbisque Factisque propitius Omnipotens

Great God in Whom all Justice raignes
And Truth
Lett not the raines
Of youth
Soe slacken in me still
T'enthrall and Captivate my Thoughts to ill

Much less my Deeds, but as thy Sonn
Begun
Wher Solomon
Layd ston
Soe make thy house my hart
And scourge out of it each mecannike part

Neither let wordes that die when spoke
Provoke
My Soule to thinke
They'l sinke
Into Oblivion
Soe soon as they are uttered and gon

Place a sentenell before
The dore
That by my Chanoin tongue
Be sunge
Noe Anthem but thy prayse
Nor let it ever send forth other layes

Thus may my Thaughts and Words which usher on
My Deeds to Action
By thy divine power purg'd fro'th'dross of sinn
Pave me a goulden tract to progress in
Which if thou crown with grace too, let't appeer
Dormant, yet watchfull, ceasing never heer.