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BOOK I. 7 Lord, make us truly wise, To choose thy people s lot, And earthly joys despise, Which soon will be forgot : The greatest evil we can fear, Is to possess our portion here !

1 OUR Lord, who knows full well The heart of every saint, Invites us, by a parable. To pray and never faint.

2 He bows his gracious ear, We never plead in vain ; Yet we must wait till he appear, And pray, and pray again.

3 Though unbelief suggest, Why should we longer wait ? He bids us never give him rest, But be importunate.

4 Twas thus a widow poor, Without support or friend, Beset the unjust judge s door, And gain d, at last, her end.

5 For her he little cared, As little for the laws ; Nor god nor man did he regard, Yet he espoused her cause.

6 She urged him day and night, Would no denial take ; At length he said, &quot; I ll do her right, For my own quiet s sake.&quot;

7 And shall not Jesus hear His chosen when they cry ?