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— in fine, with them in the Psalm, * We are like 

 to them that dream. With St. Peter, -f the good 

 Angel hath roused us, indeed, and our chains are 

 fallen off; we have bound on our sandals, and 

 begin to find our legs again ; and we are past the 

 first and the second ward ; but, methinks, the 

 iron gate that leads to the city is not over apt to 

 open to us of its own accord, so that we wist not 

 well, if it be true and real, that is done by the 

 Angel ; still apt to think we see a vision ; still like 

 to them that dream. We have Jerusalem (it is 

 true) and the Hill of Sion in our eyes : yet many 

 look back to Babel, and multitudes sit captives 

 still by those waters, increasing them with their 

 tears. If any have taken down their harps from 

 those willows, they are not strung, nor well in 

 tune ; and we scarce find how to sing the Lord's 

 songs, even in our own land. 



And, therefore, let me advise you now, in the 

 close of all ; give not over, but ply your devotions 

 still ; and whenever you sing in convertendo Domi- 

 nus, in the midst of those doxologies, forget not 

 to insert one versicle of petition, Coiiverte, Dominey 

 converte: turn again what remains of our capti- 

 vity, and perfect our faint beginnings. Aye, that's 

 the way, if we would succeed ; Vota dahunt, qucE 

 hella negdrunt. For God will hear the prayers of 

 his church, especially for his church ; as he did 

 those of David, Psal. cxxxii. J Let thy priests be 



* Psal. cxxvi. 1, t Act. xii. 7, &c. % Ver. 9. 



