THE TRUE Protestant Lettany.  
Hos fuge: Pestis enim nulla hâc immanior: Hi sunt  
Faex hominum, fons nequitiae, Sentina Malorum.  

FROM such as the honest Intentions oppose  
Of our true hearted Friends, and are led by the Nose,  
By the specious Pretences and Wiles of our Foes:  
Libera Nos Domine.   

From such as the Protestant Cause would betray,  
And give up their Lives to the Pope for a prey;  
If they will not sell Heaven as freely as they:  
Libera Nos.   

From Judges oppressed with such dimness of sight,  
That they cannot discern what is wrong or what's right;  
If a Spider's Gold-Web do but hang in their light:  
Libera Nos.   

From those, who to finish their Treasons begun,  
When they feared that their Work would be left but half done;  
Did consult by the stars how to darken our Sun:  
Libera Nos.   

From Persons, who under a handsome Disguise,  
Would persuade us the only way to be wise,  
Is to forfeit our Reason and put out our Eyes:  
Libera Nos.   

From those who would Learnedly make it appear,  
That 'tis Factious either to shun or to fear  
The most eminent Dangers, though never so near:  
Libera Nos.   

From Infallible Fops, who would make us believe  
We must pin our Faith to their Catholic Slieve,  
Till we suffer a Bondage beyond a Reprieve:  
Libera Nos.   

From the Factors of Rome, who hither are sent,  
To raise causeless dislikes of the King's Government;  
And to separate him and his Parliament:  
Libera Nos.   

From such as will whisper the Traitor's Defence,  
And do own they believe their avouched Innocence,  
Thereby to disparage the King's Evidence:  
Libera Nos.   

From Powis and Peter, and all the whole Crew,  
And from all that would have them come short of their due;  
From Friars and Priests, and from Jesuits too:  
Libera Nos.   

And lastly from all that wish ill to the King,  
Or Popery into this Nation would bring;  
Who merit no less than a Paddington Swing.  
Libera Nos.