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Refp.] In all thy Works remember thy laft End, when thou must bid a long Farewel to all the World. Remember that dreadful Day of the univerfal Judgment.

And thou shalt not fin for ever. Remember the Joys prepar'd for the Innocent, and the Miferies that attend the Wicked. Remember how nearly it concerns thy Soul, to have a good or bad Eternity.

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Glory be to the Father, &c.

As it was in the Beginning, &c.

Antiphon.

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Be fober, and vigilant, for our Adverfary the Devil goes about, as a roaring Lion, feeking whom he may devour; whom refift ftedfast in Faith.

V. We must refift Evil, that we may purfue Good.

R. And escaping Hell, may arrive at Heaven.

Let us Pray.

God, who feeft, and pitieft the Infir mity of our Nature, furrounded on every fide with the worst of Dangers, Temptations to Sin; ftringthen us, we befeech thee, with thy all-powerful Grace, to stand continually on our Guard, refolv'd even to Death, either warily to avoid, or

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ftoutly break through all that offers to divert, or stop the Advance of thy Love in our Hearts. And grant us fo wifely to improve the Talents of Capacity, and Means thy Providence affigns us in this present Life, that at the great Day of Account, we may every one be received with thofe precious Words; Well done, thou good and faithful Servant, enter thou into the Joy of thy Lord, thro' our Lord Jesus Chrift thy Son, who, with Thee, and the Holy Ghoft, liveth and reigneth, One God, World without End. Amen.

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Te Deum Laudamus.

E praife thee, O God; we acknowledge thee,&c.as in Sunday-Mattins.

Saturday Lauds.

V. O God, make speed, &c. as at Sunday Lauds.

Antiphon.

When thou hadft overcome the Sharpnefs of Death, thou didst open the Kingdom of Heaven to all Believers.

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PSALM LXXXIII.

F we rejoyced for out felves in the Sufferings of our Lord, let us now rejoyce for him that his Sufferings are ended:

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Now that the Fowler's Net is broken; and the meek and innocent Dove is escap'd. Now that the Cup of Bitterness is past away, and never possible to return again. Never again, O dearest Jefus, fhall those bleft Eyes weep, nor thy holy Soul be forrowful to Death.

Never fhall thy precious Life be fubject any more to the bloody Malice of ambitious Hypocrites.

Never fhall thy Innocence any more be exposed to the barbarous Fury of an ingrateful Multitude.

But thou fhalt live and reign for ever; and all created Nature perpetually adore thee.

O happy End of well endured Afflictions! O blessed Fruits that spring from the Cross of Jesus !

Look up, my Soul, and fee thy crucified Lord fit gloriously enthron'd at the RightHand of his Father.

Behold the ragged Purple now turned into a Robe of Light, the fcornful Reed into a Royal Sceptre.

The Wreath of Thorns is grown into a fparkling Diadem; and all his Scars polish'd into Brightness.

His Tears are all now changed into Joy; and the Laughter of his Perfecutors into fad Despair.

Herod long fince perished into miferable Contempt, and Pilate ftill trembles with everlasting Fears.

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The impenitent Jems are scatter'd o're the World; to atteft his Truth; and their own abdurate Blindness.

But himself is crown'd with eternal Triumphs; and the Souls he has redeemed fhall fing his Victories for ever.

Live glorious King of Men, and Angels, live happy Conqueror of Sin, and Death. Our Praises fall always attend thy Cross; and our Patience endeavour to bear our

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Through fierceft Dangers our Faith shall follow thee; and nothing wrest from us our Hope at last to fee thee.

We'll fear no more the Sting of Death; nor be frighted at the Darkness of the Grave.

Since thou haft changed our Grave into a Bed of Reft; and made Death it felf but a Paffage into Life.

We'll love no more the Pleasures of Vanity; nor fet our Hearts on unfatisfying Riches.

Since thou haft opened Paradice again; and purchased for us the Kingdom of Hea

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Glory be to the Father, &c.

As it was in the Beginning, &c.

PSALM LXXXIV.

Leffed be thy Name, O holy Jefus! and bleffed be the Mercy of thy Providence.

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Who haft caft our Lots in thefe times of Grace; and defigned our Birth in the Days of Light:

When we may clearly fee our ready Way; and directly go on to our glorious End.

Soon as thine own Afflictions were ended, thou didst communicate thy Joys to all the World.

All that esteem'd fo bleft a Sight; and ftood prepared to entertain thy Coming. As for the reft, whofe Eyes are shut; or turn'd away by their own Malice:

Thy Prefence yields them no more Joy, than Light to those who will not fee.

But the Hearts that love thee thou filleft with Gladness; and overflowest them with an Ocean of Heavenly Delights.

Come, happy Souls, to whom belongs fo fair a Title to all these Mercies!

Come, let us now raise up our Thoughts, and continually meditate on our future Beatitude.

Let us comfort our Labours with the Hope of Reft; and our Sufferings with the Expectance of a quick Reward.

Now that the Hand of our gracious Lord has unlock'd the Gates of everlasting Bliss: Now that they ftand wide open to admit fuch as prefs on with their utmost Strength:

Such as have wifely made Choice of Heaven; for the only End, and Bufinefs of their Life:

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