Job 42:10: The Lord turned the captivity of Job, when, &c

When God, discover'd from above,
Turns our captivity again,
Our hearts are melted into love
And prayer for those that caused our pain,
Fashion'd like His who mourn'd below,
And died a ransom for His foe.

O might I in the Spirit of grace
For all my persecutors cry,
My false injurious friends embrace.
While Jesus doth His blood apply,
To mine original state restore.
And give me power to sin no more!