A COLLECTION OF PRAYERS AND THANKSGIVINGS, used IN HIS majesty's chapel and in His ARMIES.  
Upon occasion of the late Victories against the rebels, and for the future success of the Forces.  
Published By His majesty's Command, to be duly read in all other Churches and chapels within this His kingdom, and Dominion of WALES.  
Printed at OXFORD, By LEONARD LICHFIELD, Printer to the university. 1643.   

A PRAYER FOR THE PRESERVATION OF His majesty's Person, and for the Peace of the Kingdom.  
O Lord guard the Person of thy Servant the King.  
Who putteth His trust in thee.  
Send to Him and to His army's help from thy holy Place.  
And evermore mightily defend them.  
Confound the designs of all those that are risen up against Him.  
And let not their Rebellious wickedness approach near to hurt Him.  
O Lord hear our Prayer.  
And let Our cry come unto thee.  
O Lord God of Hosts who givest victory unto Kings, and didst deliver David thy Servant from the peril of the Sword, hear us, we beseech thee, most miserable sinners who do here pour out our souls before thee, entirely desiring the protection of thine hand upon thy servant the King: let Him find safety under the shadow of thy wings, and preserve His Person as the apple of thine own eye. Suffer not that sword which thou hast put into his hands to be wrested out by the hand of man: but bless his counsels with success, and His enterprises with victory, that He may go on to be a terror to all those that oppose Him, and to be as the dew of the latter rain upon the hearts of all those who do still remain loyal to Him. And o thou who takest no delight in the misery of one single sinner, spare merciful Lord, spare a great, though most sinful Nation, pity a despised Church, and a distracted State, heal up those wounds which our sins have made so wide, that none but thine own hands can close them. And in the tenderness of thine unspeakable compassion hasten to put so happy an end unto these wasting divisions, that thy service may be the more duly celebrated, thine anointed more conscientiously obeyed, that the Church may be restored to a true Christian unity, and the Kingdom to our former Peace: and that for his sake who is the Prince of Peace, and that shed his precious blood to purchase our Peace, even Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom with thee o Father and thy blessed Spirit be &c.   

A PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING for His majesty's Victory over the rebels at Edge-hill.  
O Thou God of Hosts, who goest forth with our Armies, and pleadest the cause of thine anointed against them that strive with Him, We acknowledge with all lowliness of mind, that it is not our sword, nor the multitude of Our Host that hath saved us, but it is thy hand alone that hath disposed of Victory to thy servant the King, that hath covered His head in the day of battle, and hath kept His crown from being thrown down to the ground: Not unto us therefore, not unto us, but unto thee, o God, do We give the praise, beseeching thee to accomplish the great work thou hast begun for us, to continue the blessings of good success on the head of our sovereign, and on His Army, that the happiness thereof may flow from thence to the very skirts of His People; to continue the fear and consternation which thou hast already cast upon the Hearts of those who have Rebelliously risen up against Him, to enfeeble their strength, to infatuate their Counsels, to undeceive and disabuse the seduced part of them, that they may know and feel, that to take up arms against thy vicegerent, is to fight against Heaven, that so by a timely and conscientious submission to the just Authority of Him whom thou hast set over them, the effusion of more blood may be prevented, the Peace of this distracted Kingdom settled, Faction may be cast out of the State, and schism out of the Church, to the advancement of thy glory, the King's Honour, and the people's good. Grant this, O God, for thy old mercy's sake, which thou wert wont to show unto this Nation, that both Prince and People may join in giving praise to thee, who livest and raignest world without end. AMEN.   

A thanksgiving for His majesty's late great Victory over the rebels in the NORTH.  
O MOST Mighty God, whose dwelling is above the Heavens, yet humblest thyself to dispose of all things done either in Heaven or Earth, who in thy unsearchable judgements hast suffered the Sheba's of these times to blow the Trumpet of Rebellion in every corner of this Land, but withal hast justly turned this sufferance of thine into their ruin; We praise and magnify thy great and glorious Name, that having given of late to thine anointed so many pledges of thy Favour, thou hast yet added to that heap of blessings a New and Notable Victory over the Rebels in the North; go on, O thou God of our Salvation, go on, as thou hast begun; leave us not, we beseech thee, till thou hast accomplished the great work thou hast so apparently taken into thine own Hands; pass by our personal sins, O Lord, though they cry loud, hear them not, but look to the righteousness of our Cause; See the seamless Coat of thy son torn, the Throne of thine anointed trampled on; thy Church invaded by sacrilege, and thy People miserably deceived with Lies. See it, O God, (as see it thou dost) and vindicate what thou seest upon the Heads of those who lead these Wretches to destruction, till by their frequent overthrows (if nothing else can possibly reduce them) thou hast Scourged them into Obedience, & tamed these Enemies of thine and ours into a desire of Peace, that so having at last subdued their Hearts (which is the best of Victories) thy David may return to His Jerusalem in Peace, and thy People once more joy under His Government, blessing thy goodness which hath wrought this for us through the Mediation of thy son Jesus Christ, to whom with thee, and thy blessed Spirit, be all praise, and glory world without end. AMEN.   

A thanksgiving for His majesty's late great Victory over the rebels in the WEST.  
O MOST Glorious and powerful Lord God, without whose aid and influence all our strength is weakness, and our counsel folly: we thy unworthy Servants in a grateful commemoration of thy frequent and often repeated blessings, with humble and unfeigned hearts offer up to thee the sacrifice of praise, calling Heaven and Earth to witness with us, that it is thy Power alone by which we stand, thy Strength by which we prosper. Particularly we magnify thy holy name, o God, for that late great Victory, wherewith thou hast graciously blessed our sovereign's Forces in the West, where thou gavest not the day to the strong, nor measuredest out success according to the numbers, but madest the weak chase the mighty, and an handful overthrow an host; showing by an evident testimony of thy presence, that the arm of Flesh strives in vain, when the arm of God doth fight the battle. In pursuance of this thy unspeakable goodness, we humbly beg of thee, o Lord, to continue in all our dangers the like special assistance to us, to break the spear of the Disobedient, and melt the hearts of the Rebellious into water, to strike the minds of the perverse, with a true touch of that Conscience, which they go about to stifle, and a true sense of that duty to thine anointed, which they labour to forget, that we thy miserable and distressed People, may no longer groan under those heavy Judgements, which our sins have pulled down upon us, but may at last be reunited and knit in the happiness of a long wished for Peace, and with one mind, in the fame true Religion, worship thee the only true God, and obey our King whom thou hast set over us: grant this, o merciful Father, for thy dear son's sake who reigneth with thee, and thy holy Spirit world without end. AMEN.   

A thanksgiving for the Queen's Safe return.  
O MOST merciful Lord God, we farther render thee all Praise and thanks, for that thou hast been pleased to extend thy hand of deliverance unto the Person of our gracious Queen; that thou hast made Her an instrument of so much good to this Kingdom, and brought Her safely hither, through so many dangers both by Sea and Land. Lord make the King and His People daily more and more happy in Her, that as by thine especial favour She is already become the Mother of so many hopeful Princes, so She may be daily fruitful in the addition of more blessings to us, through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom with thee, and the Holy Ghost, be all Honour and Glory, world without end. AMEN.   

A hymn OR general Thanksgiving.  
GLORY be to God on high, and in Earth Peace, good will towards Men. We praise Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee, we glorify Thee; and at this time, in a more especial manner, with the highest expressions of our devoutest Hearts, we most humbly give thanks unto thee, for that thou hast been pleased out of thine infinite goodness, mercifully to look down upon the late low estate of our gracious sovereign; That thou hast brought him from so much scornful neglect, to appear so terrible unto those desperate rebels, who dare yet stand in arms against Him; That thou hast blessed him with many, and those eminent Victories, and particularly, for those great defeats which by His Armies thou hast given unto His enemies in the North, and in the West. O Lord God, Heavenly King, God the Father Almighty, o Lord the only begotten son Jesus Christ, continue these thy favours to us, and perfect, we beseech thee, that glorious work, the happy Peace of this Land, which none but thine own strength can finish. And to that end, Thou that takest away the sins of the World, take this foul sin of Rebellion from us; Thou that sittest at the right hand of God the Father, smite through the loins of those Sacrilegious men who have not spared at all to profane thy house, and thy service; so shall we still bless and magnify thy Name in the midst of the great Congregation; so shall we thy servants never cease to be still praising thee and saying; Thou only, art Holy, Thou only art the Lord, Thou only o Christ, with the Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of God the Father. To thee be all Praise and Honour, and Glory ascribed, world without end. AMEN.   

A Prayer to be said during these times of Trouble.  
O LORD our God, merciful and gracious, and abundant in goodness and truth, who dost according to thy will in the Armies of Heaven, & rulest over all the Kingdoms of the Earth; in whose hand is Power and Might, and none is able to withstand thy arm; we most vile sinners approach before thy Throne of grace, bewailing those manifold transgressions that have provoked thy wrath and indignation against us. We know, o Lord, that affliction cometh not forth of the dust, neither doth trouble spring out of the ground, but it is thou that with rebukes dost chasten man for sin. We confess that we were a wealthy and a careless Nation, and our land was as the garden of Eden; our deliverances were great, and thy blessings were multiplied; we dwelled alone without fear of evil, and were become the envy of those that were round about us. Peace was within our walls, and plenteousness within our palaces. But when we had eaten and were full, and had waxen fat, we kicked against thee our Maker who hadst done so great things for us: our heart was lifted up & forgot thee our God; and lightly esteemed the rock of our salvation. We loathed the Manna that reigned down upon us; our Peace became a weariness, and we snuffed at our happiness; we murmured against Moses in our Tents, and made light of thy anointed whom thou hadst set over us. Therefore hast thou recompensed our ways upon our own heads, and suffered our destruction to proceed from ourselves: our wickedness doth correct us; our backsliding doth reprove us; and our iniquity is become our ruin. Thou hast broken upon us with a grievous breach: thy anger hath divided us, and thy fury hath dashed us one against another. Thou hast mingled a spirit of perverseness in the midst of us; and made us a Nation void of counsel and understanding: in stead of Peace thou hast sent bitterness, and hast sent a fire into our bowels; and it is kindled round about us. And now, o Lord, behold the sword is drunk with our blood, and we are numbered to the slaughter: the high ways are unoccupied, and the travellers go through by-paths: our fields are divided, our inheritance is for a spoil, and our substance to the robbers. We are become a reproach to the foolish People, and Servants bear rule over us. The mean Man is risen against the Honourable, and the fire out of the Bramble devoureth the lofty Cedars, our Women are cast out of their pleasant places, and the robe is pulled off from the aged; there is no respect had to the Priests, nor favour to the Elders. Thy Sanctuaries, even the excellency of thy strength, are profaned, and they have defiled the places where thine honour dwelleth, and yet still the seat of wickedness frameth mischief by a Law; and it turneth judgement backward, and biddeth justice stand a far off; and deviseth deceitful matters against those that are quiet in the Land. Nay there is a lying Spirit gone out into the mouth of the Prophets; they prophesy falsely, and the People delight to have it so, and they strengthen the hands of evil doers, that they turn not back from their wickedness. Thus are we covered with a cloud in thine anger, and our beauty is cast down to the ground. But, o Lord, shall thine indignation be poured out for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire? O pass by the transgressions of the remnant of thine Heritage, and take away the rebuke of thy People. O remove from us reproach and contempt; and strengthen the spoiled against the destroyers. Bow down thine ear, and consider the oppression of the poor, the sighing of the needy, the groaning of the Prisoners, that are fast bound in misery and iron. Lift up thyself, because of the rage of thine Adversaries: consider the desolation they have made in thy Courts, and all that the enemy hath done wickedly in thy Sanctuary. And yet still they are compassed with pride, and clothe themselves with violence as with a garment. How long, o Lord, shall they boast themselves in mischief? how long shall they decree unrighteous decrees, and write grievousness which they have prescribed? O make not a full end with us, but correct us in mercy, though thou leave us not altogether unpunished. Help us, o Lord our God, for we rest on thee, & under the shadow of thy wings shall be our refuge, until this Tyranny be over past. Disappoint therefore the devices of the crafty; let not the Rebellious exalt themselves any more, and suffer not the Tabernacles of the Robbers to prosper. And as thou hast begunst to show thy Servants thy greatness, and thy mighty hand: so continue thy marvelous loving kindness to those who put their trust in thee. The battle is thine, o Lord, thou hast preserved us from the arm of flesh; yea it is thou that hast wrought all our works in us, even when there was no might against that great Company that came against us. When we were few in number, and there was none to help us, than thine own arm brought salvation, and thy righteousness sustained us. O perfect therefore thy handy work. Give salvation to Our King, and deliver CHARLES thy servant from the peril of the Sword, bind up His soul in the bundle of life, gird Him with strength to the battle, contend with those who contend with Him, subdue thou the People under Him, and suffer no weapon formed against him to prosper. O deliver Him at length from the strivings of the People, and lift up His head above His Enemies round about Him, give Him the shield of thy salvation, and let thy gentleness make him great: put a stop at last to the madness of the People: say to the destroying sword, it is now enough: send us a seasonable and blessed calm: visit us with the joy of thy Countenance, & make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us. O restore to us our solemn assemblies: bring us back into thy Courts to praise thee, and let us once more worship thee in the beauty of thy holiness. Save us o Lord, from our enemies, and from the hands of all that hate us. That so we may serve thee without fear, living a quiet and a peaceable life, in all godliness and honesty, looking for the blessed appearance of the great God, and our Saviour Jesus Christ. To whom with thee and the Holy Spirit, be all Honour and Praise, world without end. AMEN.  
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