THE new litany.  

FRom an extemporary prayer, and a godly ditty,  
From the churlish governor of a City,  
From the power of a country Committee.  
Libera nos Domine.   

From the Turk, the Pope, and the Scottish Nation;  
From being governed by Proclamation:  
And from an old Protestant, quite out of fashion.  
Libera &c.   

From meddling with those that are out of our reaches,  
From a fighting Priest, and a S●uldier that preaches;  
From an Ignoramus that writes, & a woman that teaches  
Libera &c.   

From the doctrine of deposing of a King,  
From the Directory, or any such thing:  
From a fine new Marriage without a ring.  
Libera &c.   

From a City that yields at the first summons,  
From plundering of goods, either man's, or woman's;  
Or having to do with the House of Commons.  
Libera &c.   

From a stumbling Horse, that tumbles o'er and o'er,  
From ushering a Lady, or walking before:  
From an English-Irish-Rebell, newly come o'er.  
Libera &c.   

From Compounding, or hanging in a silken halter,  
From oaths & covenants, & being pounded in a mortar,  
From Contributions, or freequarter.  
Libera &c.   

From Mouldy bread, and musty beer,  
From a holidays fast, and a Fridays good cheer;  
From a brotherhood, and a she Cavileer.  
Libera &c.   

From Nich. Neuter, for you, and for you,  
From Thomas turn-coat that will never prove true,  
From a reverend Rabbi that's worse than a Jew.  
Libera &c.   

From a country justice that still looks big,  
From swallowing of the Italian fig;  
Or learning of the Scottish jig.  
Libera &c.   

From being taken in a disguise,  
From believing of the Printed lies;  
From the devil, and from the Excise.  
Libera &c.   

From a broken Pate with a Pint pot,  
For fighting for I know not what;  
And from a friend as false as a Scot▪  
Libera &c.   

From one that speaks no sense, yet talks all that he can,  
From an old woman, and a Parliament man:  
From an Anabaptist, and a presbyter John.  
Libera &c.   

From Irish rebels, and Welsh hubbub-men,  
From Independents, and their Tubmen;  
From sheriffs, bailiffs, and their Clubmen.  
Libera &c.   

From one that cares not what he saith,  
From trusting one that never pay'th:  
From a private Preacher, and a public Faith.  
Libera &c.   

From a vapouring Horse, and a Roundhead in buff,  
From roaring Jack Cavee, with money little enough:  
From Beads, and such Idolatrous stuff.  
Libera &c.   

From holidays, and all that's holy,  
From maypoles, and fiddlers, and all that is jolly:  
From Latin, and Learning, since that is a folly.  
Libera &c.   

And now to make an end of all,  
I wish the roundheads had a fall;  
Or else were hanged in Goldsmiths-hall.  
Amen. Benedicat Dominus.   
FINIS.