_Help me, O Lord, who am sore distressed on every side, yet be thou on my side, and I shall not fear what man can do unto me._ _I will give thy Justice the glorie of my distress._ _I let thy mercie have the glorie of my deliverance from them that persecute my soul:_ _By my sins have I fought against Thee, and robbed thee of thy glory, who am thy subject; and justly maist thou by my own Subjects, strip me of my strength, and eclipse my glory._ _But shew thy self, O my hope and only refuge! Let not mine enemies say, There is no help for him in his God._ _Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not._ _Keep me as the apple of thine eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings._ _Shew thy marvelous loving kindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them that put their trust in thee, from those that rise up against them;_ _From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies that compass me about._ _Shew me the path of life. In thy presence is fulness of joy, at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore._ * * * * * 11. _Upon the 19 Propositions first sent to the_ KING; _and more afterwards._ Although there be many things, they demand, yet if these be all, I am glad to see at what price they set my own safety, and my peoples peace; which I cannot think I buy at too dear a rate, save only the parting with my Conscience and Honor. If nothing else will satisfie, I must chuse rather to be as miserable and inglorious, as My enemies can make or wish me. Some things here propounded to me have been offered by me; others are easily granted; The rest (I think) ought not to be obtruded upon me, with the point of the sword; nor urged with the injuries of a Warr; when I have already declared that I cannot yeeld to them, without violating my Conscience: 'tis strange, there can be no method of peace, but by making war upon my soul. Here are many things required of me, but I see nothing offer'd to me, by the way of gratefull Exchange of Honour; or any requitall or those favours, I have, or can yet grant them. This Honour they do me, to put Me on the giving part, which is more princely and divine. They cannot ask more then I can give, may I but reserve to my Self the incommunicable Jewell of my Conscience; and not be forced to part with that, whose loss nothing can repair or requite. Some things (which they are pleased to propound) seem unreasonable to Me; and while I have any mastery of my Reason, how can they think I can consent to them; who know they are such as are inconsistent with being either a King, or a good Christian? My yeilding so much (as I have already) makes some men confident I will deny nothing. The love I have of my peoples peace, hath (indeed) great influence upon Me; but the love of truth and inward peace hath more.