ness supply what is wanting in me, and be thou graciously pleased to pity my weaknesses, and forgive my infirmities, through the merits, and for the sake of thy beloved son, and my blessed saviour, Jesus Christ the righteous; to whom with thee, and the Holy Ghost, be ascribed all honour and glory now and for evermore. Amen.

See the concluding prayer and blessing on page 32 and 33.

* Meditation for Friday Morning. On the passion of our blessed Saviour, commemorated in the most holy sacrament of the Lord's supper.

Being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. Phil. ii. 8.

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I PROPOSE NOW unto thee, O my soul, that thou mayst give me comfort by a devout meditation on the sufferings of our wounded Jesus, which were the wonder and astonishment of heaven and earth! and thence learn of thy Saviour to be meek and lowly in heart; who being the great Lord of the world, condescended with the profoundest humility to undergo the punishment of slaves.

Behold with what patience this innocent *Here you may observe the directions given in page 3.

lamb yields to have his body plowed and furrowed by merciless murderers! behold him naked, helpless, and unpitied, whilst the furious executioners tear his skin and tender flesh with cruel scourges, to satisfy the cruelty of a barbarous multitude!

Behold this same blessed Jesus extended, tortured, and nailed, and rudely hoisted up upon the cross between two thieves, where he hung for the space of three long hours (reviled by the Jews, and railed at by the very thieves) in pain, dolour, grief, and shame all his bones disjointed, and his wounds stretched and rent the wider by the weight of his body hanging on the nails; and all this for man, even for thee, my soul, a miserable sinner!

Behold those powerful hands, which so lately had cured the blind and deaf, cleansed the lepers, and loosed them that were bound by Satan, extended in misery! behold those adorable feet pierced with nails, which had gone about doing good continually!

Behold that sacred body hanging upon the cross, hungry and thirsty, naked and cold, wounded and rent, weeping and bleeding, racked and tortured, languishing, praying, and sacrificing itself, and exposed to all manner of shame and torment for thee, in which

all the treasures of wisdom and power were hid! and let that vinegar and gall given unto him, quench, all immoderate appetites in thee, and imbitter all sensual delights. Behold that face, more beautiful than the sons of men, which comforted the afflicted, and the light of whose countenance the fathers and prophets had so much desired to behold, changed into the paleness and horror of death; crying to his father, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me! and then giving up the ghost.

Oh! how great in mercy, how abundant in compassion was the Son of God thus to die for thee; how great in majesty, how terrible in power! for now did the heavens wax dark,the veil of the temple rent asunder; the very stones cleave, and the dead arose. How great was his power in his death, to produce such wonders by it, in it, and after it ? how far did his merits and power extend! even to the sun in the heavens, to the veil in the temple, to the holy of holies, the dead in the graves to the center of the earth, to hell beneath; yea, to the very hearts of the impenitent. For the centurion was now convinced of his error and converted.

Oh! I will flee to the cross of my saviour, and there with the pious, devout, and afflicted women, and his beloved disciple St. John,

I will open the floodgate of mine eyes, I will water my couch with tears, I will bring my body into subjection, and rend my heart, lest I by my evil deeds approve and become partaker of their sins. The insatiable malice of the chief priests and elders, who persuaded the multitude to cry out at once, away with this man, and release unto Barabbas. What was this but to say, destroy the innocent, and give us a traitor and a thief? away with the prince of peace and universal charity, and leave unto us the author of sedition: put him to death who has raised up the dead before us, and give unto us a known murtherer.

But what hast thou done, O thou lamb of God? and how hast thou deserved, thou saviour of the world, to be thus exposed, vilified, and tormented? what is thy crime, and the cause of thy grief? what is it that has laid thee on the altar of the cross, naked, bleeding, tortured and dying? the Lord has laid on thee the iniquities of us all: thou art wounded for our transgressions: thou art bruised for our sins the chastisement of our peace is upon thee; and by thy stripes we are healed.

Sing, then, all you dear-bought nations of the earth, sing hymns of glory to the only Jesus; let every one break forth into singing,

who pretends to felicity; sing praises to the God of our salvation; to him, who for us endured so much scorn, and patiently received so many injuries; to him, who for us sweat drops of blood, and drank of the dregs of his father's wrath; to the eternal Lord of heaven and earth, who for us was slain by the hands of the wicked; who for us was led away as a sheep to the slaughter; and meek as a lamb, opened not his mouth.

A Prayer on Friday Morning, acknowledging our own frailty, and imploring God's grace, through the merits of the passion of his son Jesus Christ.

Have mercy upon me, O God, after thy great goodness; according to the multitude of thy mercies, do away mine offences. Wash me thoroughly from my wickedness, and cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my faults; and my sin is ever before me. Psalm li. 1, 2, 3.

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O Most great and glorious Lord God, just and terrible in thy judgments to all obstinate rebellious sinners, but of infinite mercy to such as truly repent, and turn unto thee; look down, I beseech thee, with the eyes mercy upon me, who now present myself before thee, acknowledging that I am not worthy to lift up mine eyes to the throne of thy glorious majesty. O Lord, my sins are so