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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>Save a Thief from the Gallows, and hee'l hang thee if he can.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">Or, The Mercifull Father, and the Mercile&s;&s;e Sonne,</HEAD>
<OPENER>The tune is, <HI>Fortune my Foe.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>YOu di&s;obedient Children mark my fall.</L>
<L>And by my timele&s;&s;e end take warning all.</L>
<L>Again&s;t my own dear Father I have done</L>
<L>A d&eacute;ed, the like did never gracele&s;&s;e Son.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In blooming years I was entic'd to &s;in.</L>
<L>E'r I perceiv'd what danger lay therein.</L>
<L>And &s;o from day to day untill this hour</L>
<L>To leave the &s;ame as yet I had no power.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My Mother dead, my Father cockered me,</L>
<L>As men will do when Motherle&s;&s;e w&eacute;e be,</L>
<L>And nothing then for me he thought too dear.</L>
<L>Which brought me thus unto a gracele&s;&s;e fear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And when as I to elder years did grow,</L>
<L>By wicked cour&s;es got I timely woe.</L>
<L>Each vain delight belonging to Young-men,</L>
<L>Deceived me and wrought my ruine then.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The deadly &s;ins that are in number &s;even</L>
<L>Without more grace have lo&s;t my joyes in Hea|ven</L>
<L>From fir&s;t to la&s;t of the&s;e mo&s;t cur&s;ed crimes,</L>
<L>Have made me now a wonder of the&s;e times.</L>
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<LG>
<L>For wanting means to nouri&s;h my delight,</L>
<L>I went the wrong, and left the wayes of right.</L>
<L>Which to maintain, my Father growing poor</L>
<L>Forgetting God I daily rob'd for more.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thr&eacute;e times he &s;av'd me from the Gallow tr&eacute;e,</L>
<L>Thr&eacute;e times he ca&s;t him&s;elf in debt for me,</L>
<L>Three times he &s;et me up in good e&s;tate,</L>
<L>In hope to k&eacute;ep me from untimely fate.</L>
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<LG>
<L>By me the Proverb is fulfilled here,</L>
<L><Q><HI>Who &s;aves a thief from gallows finds it dear.</HI></Q></L>
<L>For &s;aving me I &s;ought his dear life's woe,</L>
<L>My gentle Fathers timele&s;&s;e overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For wanting means &s;till to relieve my n&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>Put me in mind to do a wofull d&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>And &s;&eacute;ek his blood the high-way unto &s;in.</L>
<L>Who wanting grace, I &s;oon grew perfect in.</L>
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<LG>
<L>My Fathers brother of good living known,</L>
<L>Being dead, as next of kin they were mine own</L>
<L>the which I wrought with the&s;e accur&s;ed hands,</L>
<L>To be the Heir of all my Vncles Lands.</L>
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<LG>
<L>With mind prepar'd for murder thus I went,</L>
<L>Vnto the field where he did much frequent,</L>
<L>where m&eacute;eting him, with my own Fathers knife</L>
<L>Which I hav &s;tolen, I took away his life.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And laid it down all bloody by his &s;ide,</L>
<L>That all might &s;&eacute;e my Vncle there-with dy'd.</L>
<L>And challeng'd it my Fathers knife to be,</L>
<L>When people came the murdered corps to &s;&eacute;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O Homicide! O cur&s;ed viprous brood,</L>
<L>Like <HI>Cain,</HI> to &s;&eacute;ek thy Fathers deare&s;t blood,</L>
<L>My own dear Father being thus betray'd,</L>
<L>I his own Child the Evidence was made.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So judg'd to death for that he never did,</L>
<L>The Lord in mercy did the &s;ame forbid,</L>
<L>For as he was to Execution led</L>
<L>A world of torments in my bo&s;ome bred.</L>
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<LG>
<L>To &s;&eacute;e him &s;tand upon the Gallow tr&eacute;e,</L>
<L>From which before good man he &s;aved me,</L>
<L>I could not chu&s;e but tell what I had done,</L>
<L>And &s;o confe&s;&s;e my &s;elf a wicked &s;on.</L>
</LG>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<HEAD>The Confe&s;&s;ion and Repentance of George Sanders, Gen|tleman, l<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">te of <HI>Sugh,</HI> in the Coun<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">y of <HI>Hertford,</HI> who killed his own Uncle, and accu&s;ed his own Father for the murder, but by Gods providence being di&s;covered he dy|<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">d for the &s;ame where he wrote this Song with his own hand.</HEAD>
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<Q>Lord bring my Soule out of Pri&s;on.<BIBL>P&s;al. 142../.</BIBL></Q>
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<LG>
<L>GOds judgements now are rightly &s;&eacute;en &s;aid I</L>
<L>Dear Father I have &s;lain him let me dye,</L>
<L>O let me dye, and &s;et my Father free,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e like <HI>Judas</HI> damned &s;hall I be.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Whereat the people in that very place,</L>
<L>There prai&s;ed God that gave me &s;o much grace,</L>
<L>To quit my Father from that crying &s;in,</L>
<L>Where I with red-blood &s;treams am drowned in.</L>
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<LG>
<L>My Father &s;av'd, and I to Pri&s;on &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">nt,</L>
<L>Where I remain with many a &s;ad lament,</L>
<L>Which when you &s;ee, you cannot chu&s;e but &s;ay</L>
<L>Repentance comes before my dying day.</L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>His Repentance in Pri&s;on.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame tune.</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>MOng&s;t Lyons fell in <HI>Daniels</HI> Den am <HI>I</HI></L>
<L>In lowe&s;t pri&s;on ca&s;t with <HI>Jeremy,</HI></L>
<L>Fed with <HI>Elias</HI> by the Ravens fel,</L>
<L>And plac'd with <HI>Judas</HI> in the maw of hell.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Naked with <HI>E&s;au</HI> fearfull do <HI>I</HI> walk,</L>
<L>Dumb with old <HI>Zachary</HI> &s;ilent do I talk,</L>
<L>Afflictions bred with <HI>Micha</HI> is my food,</L>
<L>And with the Prophets drink I &s;orrows flood.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As poor as <HI>Job</HI> even now &s;o poor am I,</L>
<L>De&s;pis'd with <HI>Lazarus</HI> in great mi&s;ery,</L>
<L>Bani&s;ht with <HI>David</HI> from my native land,</L>
<L>Ca&s;t up with <HI>Ionas</HI> on the Ninivites &s;and.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Made blind with <HI>Toby</HI> by the Swallows dung,</L>
<L>And with poor <HI>Io&s;eph</HI> ca&s;t in pri&s;on &s;trong,</L>
<L>I weep with <HI>Mary</HI> who had lo&s;t her Ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>And run with <HI>Peter</HI> who &s;hould run the fa&s;ter,</L>
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<LG>
<L>I &s;inned have, for &s;in God cur&s;t the ground,</L>
<L>I &s;inned have for &s;in the world was drown'd:</L>
<L>I &s;inned have, &s;in <HI>Sodom</HI> &s;et on fire:</L>
<L>Al&s;o for &s;in did <HI>Egypt</HI> feel Gods ire.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I &s;inned have, for &s;in did <HI>Adam</HI> die:</L>
<L>I &s;inned have, &s;in cau&s;ed <HI>David<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> cry:</L>
<L>I &s;inned have and for &s;in Satan fell</L>
<L>From an high Angel to a Devil in Hell.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Did <HI>David</HI> weep, and &s;hall I not then cry?</L>
<L>Did <HI>Mary</HI> weep, and &s;hall mine eyes be dry:</L>
<L>Did <HI>E&s;au</HI> weep, and &s;hall not I weep more?</L>
<L>Did <HI>Peter</HI> weep &s;uch tears? let me have &s;tore.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Did <HI>Mary</HI> weep for lo&s;s of Ma&s;ter dear?</L>
<L>Did <HI>Martha</HI> weep with &s;orrow toucht full near?</L>
<L>Spring eyes with tears to wa&s;h his &s;acred feet,</L>
<L>That for my &s;in did &s;hed his blood mo&s;t &s;weet.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Lark-like I fly unto the living &s;pring,</L>
<L>De&s;iring pardon of my heavenly King,</L>
<L>Pa&s;t worldly hope now like the thief on tree,</L>
<L>I onely fix my faith and hope on thee.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Look back on me as thou did&s;t unto <HI>Peter,</HI></L>
<L>Speak to my &s;oul, as to the thief mo&s;t &s;weeter,</L>
<L>O &s;py me out with <HI>Zache</HI> on the tree,</L>
<L>And with &s;weet <HI>Bartholomew</HI> call me Lord to thee.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O let me now with holy <HI>Abraham</HI> &s;py,</L>
<L>A &s;aving Ram that <HI>I&s;aac</HI> may not die.</L>
<L>O let me live for to &s;ound forth thy prai&s;e,</L>
<L>That I may &s;hew thy mercy in my days.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Make me a &s;parrow in thy hou&s;e, O King.</L>
<L>That &s;wallow-like I may &s;it there and &s;ing:</L>
<L>O let me in thy Temple keep a door,</L>
<L>That <HI>I</HI> may prai&s;e thy name for evermore.</L>
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<CLOSER><SIGNED>George Sanders.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<P>Printed for F.C. T.V. and W. Gilbert&s;on.</P>
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