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Then if your doom be once out gone,
remeid shall then be past for ay,
tho' they would weep and make great moan,
even till their eyes would melt away,
and tho' they would both kneel & pray,
even till their flesh were from their knee,
yet all shall not avail that day;
this makes me dread when I shall die.
And then tho' all the saints above,
and eke the glorious angels all,
would kneel down at the feet of Christ,
and mercy beg for one poor soul,
yet Christ would then deny them all,
and say nay nay, that cannot be,
they would not hear when I did call
this makes me dread when I shall die.
Then hope of health they shall gi' o'er,
when cries and tears make them no stead,
and then blaspheme for great despair,
and curse the thing that did them good,
Yea, curse their father that them begat,
the mother that bare in her belly,
and eke the earth whereon they sat;
this makes me dread when I shall die.
Then God who gave them life & breath
and made then all of dust and clay,
they shall him curse into his face,
because he hath cast them away;