%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A Godly Guide of Directions / for true penitent Sinners in these troubled times. / That we call to God to be our friend, / To think upon our latter end, / Mans Life is short and at no stay / Wee almost have a dying day, / That God may guide us along, / To bring us to our heavenly home, / Where our Souls may live and ever rest / With heavenly Angels that are blest. Tipping, Robert University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 03/03/2016 34959

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R220118 1 Aim not too high Fortune my Foe Aim not too high GOod people all, I pray you understand / These Verses now which I do take in hand Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 A Godly Guide of Directions / for true penitent Sinners in these troubled times. / That we call to God to be our friend, / To think upon our latter end, / Mans Life is short and at no stay / Wee almost have a dying day, / That God may guide us along, / To bring us to our heavenly home, / Where our Souls may live and ever rest / With heavenly Angels that are blest. A Godly Guide of Directions for true penitent Sinners in these troubled times. That we call to God to be our friend, To think upon our latter end, Mans Life is short and at no stay Wee almost have a dying day, That God may guide us along, To bring us to our heavenly home, Where our Souls may live and ever rest With heavenly Angels that are blest. A Godly Guide of Directions for true penitent Sinners in these troubled times. That we call to God to be our friend, To think upon our latter end, Man's Life is short and at no stay We almost have a dying day, That God may guide us along, To bring us to our heavenly home, Where our Souls may live and ever rest With heavenly Angels that are blessed. Tipping, Robert ?-? P. Brooksby

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GOod people all, I pray you understand These Verses now which I do take in hand And take good notice I pray you to the end It will put you in mind that God will be you friend Theres little Love in this World to be seen Our Hearts doth swell with malice evermore It is a great wonder for our our grievous sin God does not strike us with some grievous sore. There was never so much swearing in this Land, And taking of gods sacred name in vain It hurts our peace and does destroy our Land. And sore offends our gracious God of Heaven, It is a grievious thing if people would but mind To think how sinful in this land we be God give us grace that we may mend in time And beg for pardon on our bended knee What innocent blood by Villains has been shed A grievious thing it was then to behold
In use to bring Gods Judgment on our head But still his mercies they are manifold. Good Lord that people would but live more civil And serve the Lord in a most loving way And forsake the Sin of Pride that is so evil That God may be our friend both night & day 'Tis not the pride of Cloths but the pride of Heart That hurts a man or Woman I do say, The Lord takes notice of the inner part Therefore good people wee had need to pray. And let love and charity be more in use And serve the Lord & keep the Sabbath-day O then there would not be so much abuse But mend our lives I say then every way. The holy Bible shews us every ways It was for sin the world before was drown'd, If we understand but what the Scripture saith We must repent or sin will us confound.
Our Saviour bids us if we be relest Come with penitent heart our souls shall make a show And come to him and he will give us rest If they were as red as scarlet hee'l make them as white as snow. Theres many never thinks of serving God For many sudden death there is truly, But runs on in sin till they be struckned dead, And as the tree doth fall so it will lye. You see what warning-pieces God hath sent By fire and sword, and sickness for our sins, To turn our hearts that we may all repent Yet to mend we're loth for to begin. Let's leave our sins & pray for spiritual Grace To trim our lamps, to fill them up with Oyl Our dying day is coming on a pace Then God will give A blessing to our Souls. Gods mercy it is great we may be sure If we with penitent hearts can but repent If we with patience can our Cross indure In Health or Sickness truly be content. And lets be careful how our time we spend And love our Neighbour and relieve the poor Whatever we do that God may be our Friend, Gods mercies they will bless us and our Store. Now all good people I say no more but this Lets live in love while this Life doth endure, Let everyone mend what is amiss Gods love is to those people to be sure. Our time is short we have not long to stay But yet lets strongly stand upon our guard, God give us grace to mind our latter day That our souls in Heaven may have a good reward. Concluding of these verses now in print God bless us all & ever to our death That all may understand what here is int When he is pleas'd that we shall loose our Breath. The oldest man that ever liv'd oth earth Had but his time he at the last did dye, We must stoop to death & leave this life at last Let us work for Heaven, and Heavenly Eternity.
Printed for P. Brooksby at the golden bill in Pye-Corner.