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this makes me dread when I shall die.
These covetuous and worldly worms,
who put their trust in their riches,
And will not deal the poor an alms,
when they stand crying at the gate,
Therefore in hell, they shall be sure
to cry out for recovery,
When there is none them to relieve,
this makes me dread when l shall di
These murderers and common thieves,
who labour not for honest gain,
But let themselves to deal and reave,
as if there was no God, to see,
The Lord shall then bereave them all,
of all his gifts and his glory,
and banish them to hell's,sore pains,
it makes me dread that I shall die,
will not sing nor longer stay,
for fear that 1 do you molest
of choices then I have but two;
be sure therefore to choose the best,
The first is love joy and rest,
the next is pain without pity,
(illegible text)r we are call’d away in haste.
it makes me dread when I shall die.
