The Poor Man's Prayer for Peace, in these sorrowful Times of Trouble. OR, Poor England's Misery in this time of Distress.  
It is for our Sins as we do understand,  
That all this great trouble doth lie on this Land  
This Innocent Blood may make us all start,  
God bless us hereafter we take not a part  
Our great God of Heaven and our gracious King,  
Let us serve and obey in every thing.  
To the Tune of Game at Cards.  
 
 
 
 

POor England's sorrows this many a year  
has made us much to stand in fear,  
This twenty years and more I say  
we have had suspicion of this day  
Our sins are got so very high  
let us to God for mercy cry,   

That all our trouble they may cease  
And England may enjoy true Peace.   

What though the times be very cross:  
it's for our Sins we must confess  
Let us serve God and obey the King  
observe God's word in every thing:  
And keep no Rebellion in our Heart  
that is the thing makes England smart   

And pray all our trouble, etc.   

Every morning when we rise  
with Heart and Mind let us devise  
To call one God and fall to Prayer  
to bless our doing every where.  
Take not so much God's Name in vain  
for that we greatly are to blame.   

And pray all our troubles they may cease  
And England may enjoy true peace.   

The Western Parts have suffered most  
by Enemies that came on their Coast  
But blessed be the God of might  
that fought the Battle for the right  
But if we trust in God near fear  
he will defend us every where.   

And pray, etc.   
 

LEt's not distrust in God at all  
he can defend both great and small  
We need not fear what Man can do  
if our God be not our Foe  
It is our sins causes all this Woes  
that makes so many their lives lose   

And pray all our troubles they may cease  
And England may enjoy true Peace.   

Let us repent and call on God  
then he'll take off his heavy Rod,  
And spare us for his mercy's sake  
innocent Blood does make us quake.  
There be Widows we do fear  
and many a Fatherless Child this year.   

Pray that our troubles they may cease,  
That England may enjoy true Peace.   

Keep a good Heart and never fear  
and work with patience ne'er despair  
We have a God if we him trust  
will not forsake us for he is just  
Rely upon him that is Divine  
let us keep from evil and ne'er repine   

And pray, etc.   

Poor England's Sins as you may see  
that causes this difference here to be,  
There's but one way that we can have,  
and one true way our Souls to save,  
I am sorry that our English Men  
has no more persevance of the same.   

And pray etc.   

I have no more to say on this  
I pray God mend all that is amiss  
And God bless our King and Kingdom too  
that he his Enemies may subdue.  
And God bless us all then every way  
that Gods and the King's Laws we may ob●●   

And pray our Troubles they may cease  
That England may enjoy true Peace.   

That we the right way may pursue  
le's keep from swearing drunken crew  
For swearing drunkards do excel  
that damn themselves and Souls to Hell  
Children as soon as they can speak  
will swear 'twould make one's Heart to ache.   

Then let us pray and ne'er rebel,  
And by the grace of God we shall live well,   
FINIS.   

Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball in Pie-corner.