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If thy estate be took from thee
And thou art brought to poverty
By crosses or afflictions strong
Murmure nor grieve at any wrong
'Tis God that hath a hand o're all
To raise thee up, or let thee fall
Perhaps the Lord would try to finde
If thou hadst Jobs contented mind.
If honours or preferments great
Shall raise thee up on Iustice seat
Or that by place or dignity
A Iudge of Causes thou must be
Think that Heavens Court of Iustice high
O're all your actions casts an eye
That mighty Iudge be sure can finde
The secrets of your heart and mind.
If that Gods Laws thou break
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Or by oppression wrong the poor
Or if of men thou stands in fear
To do what they will have thee heer
Or let the mighty bear the sway
And turn the poor mans cause away
He that doth this be sure will finde
A troubled discontented
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The second Part
to the same Tune.
IF otherwise thou séems to be
A Iudge of right and equity,
And will the poor mans cause defend
As well as his that hath means to spend,
And rig
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[...]gs of fatherless:
Like
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A reward in Heaven thou then shalt finde
And on earth a sweet contented minde.
If thou art rich, thou poor mayest be;
If thou art poor, wealth mayest thou see;
If thou to honour rise or fall,
Be sure thou be content with all;
This world is subject still to change,
Then let not thine affections range,
Nothing on earth be sure thou'lt finde
Compared to a contented minde.
If God hath sent thee children store;
And yet perhaps thou art but poor;
Despair not, but contented be,
He will provide for them and thee;
To every mouth he bread will send,
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[...]ill will stand the poor mans friend,
Relief from him thou sure shalt finde,
If thou hast a contented mind.
What if this world doth frown on thee,
For thy faith and fidelity,
Or that thou béest in prison cast,
The Lord may bring thée out at last;
If not thou hadst better there to dye
Than from the true Religion fly:
Kéep but thy faith, and thou shalt finde
In prison a sweet contented minde.
If that thy conscience tells to thee
Thy cause is just, be rul'd by me,
Let not the threats of mighty men
Take thy good conscience from thee then
[...]ey of thy body shall have power,
[...]ure thy soule they can't devour
[...]n a quiet conscience thou shalt finde
[...]ontinual feasts to feed thy minde.
If that thou think a God there be,
That rules the Heaven and Earth we sée,
Then think he hath a hand o're all,
To raise men up, or let them fall:
All Rulers great, by Sea and Land
Must stoop, if once he gives command
He must protect you, else you'l finde
A sad and discontented minde.
Content is a Iewel, and a Feast,
Content is a rich and welcome Guest,
Content is of such high renown,
'Tis better than an earthly Crown,
Content is such a precious store
That he that hath it néeds no more:
If you can gaine it, you shall finde
No joyes like a contented minde.
[...] content
[...]ou néeds will gaine
Ile tell you where it doth remain
Inquire where Conscience kéeps
And where plaine dealing doth re
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Then truth will lead you by the ha
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And bring you where Content doth
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Imbrace him then and you shall finde
No wealth like a contented minde.
London, Printed for Francis Grove on Snow-Hill. Entred according to Order.
FINIS C. H.