. Poems upon divine and moral subjects : originals and translations . d once anointed there, O think on thy Baptifmal Vow 1 XXXIII. Then, when foft Slumber bows thy Head,Think but who bowd his Head for thee, And fpread thy Arms as his were fpread3And fix on him, fixd on the Tree- From ( a6) XXXIV. From all foul Deeds, and all foul Fiends,But Thinking of the Crofs will keep ; The Crofs, imprefsd on holy Minds, Will keep them fteddy whilft they ileep. XXXV. When wandring Fancy takes her Flight,Far be all monftrous Dreams we pray ; With thy Devices, dark as Night,O Charmer vile,- be far away. XXX
. Poems upon divine and moral subjects : originals and translations . d once anointed there, O think on thy Baptifmal Vow 1 XXXIII. Then, when foft Slumber bows thy Head,Think but who bowd his Head for thee, And fpread thy Arms as his were fpread3And fix on him, fixd on the Tree- From ( a6) XXXIV. From all foul Deeds, and all foul Fiends,But Thinking of the Crofs will keep ; The Crofs, imprefsd on holy Minds, Will keep them fteddy whilft they ileep. XXXV. When wandring Fancy takes her Flight,Far be all monftrous Dreams we pray ; With thy Devices, dark as Night,O Charmer vile,- be far away. XXXVI. How will the twining Serpent windA thoufand Ways, by his black Arts, A thoufand Stratagems will find, How he may florm our peaceful Hearts? XXXVII. But Christ is here; Satan be gone; The Lord is here; Fiend, take thy Flight jThat heav nly Sign to thees well known ,? Tis Hell to fee his glorious Light. XXXVIII. Tird with the Burden of the Day,Tho Sleep our Bodies now controlls, We wake in Mind, to Christ we pray,Christ, the great Center of our Souls. Upon (27). Upon Reading our Bleffed Sa-viours Miracles. Tranflated from Prudentiu^s Hymn forany Hour. By the fame Hand.
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