Classic Poem

God infinitely Great and Good!
Purge all our sins by Jesus blood.
From serpentine three deadly foes,
The Gardens of our souls enclose.
That Spirit which Grace and Truth affords,
Rule all our actions, thoughts and words.
Our hearts into his Temples raise;
Our tongues loud Organs of his praise.
Lord make our selves and Race throughout,
Pure, humble, sober, chast, devout,
Loyal and gratefull, wise and just,
On thee, and industrie to trust;
Blest with a low, but glad estate,
In food and Rayment moderate.
Nor rich of poor to be envied,
Nor poor to be by rich supplied.
Give freedom, Order, Health and Peace,
Then in thy favour to decease
When Nature here by Grace prepar'd,
May look for Glory afterward.