I humblie craue that as my fall,
Hath much offended each degree,
So my restore, may comfort all
That loue the Lord vnfeinedlie.
And to that end I wish this booke,
In all mens hands accordinglie,
That whosoeuer on it looke,
May praise the Lord eternallie.
Amen, quoth. H.A. prisoner.
(Henry Arthington)
More Poetry from Henry Arthington:
- Vpon The Sufferings Of Our Sauiour Iesus, Two Questions Discussed. (Henry Arthington Poems)
- Arthingtons Thankefulnesse, For The Lordes Exceeding Kindnes Extended Vnto Him. (Henry Arthington Poems)
- The Goodnesse Of God Towards All Mankind, Manifold Wayes. (Henry Arthington Poems)
- How Gods Iustice And Mercy Ioyne Both Together In Mankinds Restoration. (Henry Arthington Poems)
- Certaine Infallible Tokens Of A Faythfull Christian, Taken Out of the 5. of Mat. (Henry Arthington Poems)
- A Feruent Supplication (Henry Arthington Poems)