Vigil vtrinque

A BEACON standing on the Rocky shore,
Vpon whose top, a cock to sit you see:
Gods Ministers doth shew, should evermore,
Stand Sentinell; and howerly watchfull be,
Vpon their flock, defending every port,
Whereto the foe, is likeliest to resort.

For many are the stratagems of sinne,
And Sathan labors still with might and maine,
Within our soules, a landing place to win:
It is your partes, with fervent prayer againe;
And faith the spirits sword, and all yee may,
To keepe his malice, from your flocks away.