Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before? Wilt thou forgive that sin, through which I run, And do still run: though still I do deplore? When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For, I have more.
Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin? and, made my sin their door? Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year, or two: but wallowed in, a score? When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For I have more.
I have a fear of sin, that when I have spun my last thread, I shall perish on the shore; But swear by thy self, that at my death thy son Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore; And, having done that, thou hast done, I fear no more.
