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A reckoning day, which for it they must pay,
So now this vain discourse forbear I pray;
Then I said, sir, though I'm but a youth,
You'll find what I have told you is the truth.
But still persisted that it was the best,
To follow worldly pleasures while here on earth,
I little thinking who it was so nigh,
Till at last his cloven feet I did espy.
At which I was not daunted in the least,
But did begin to upbraid him to his face;
I said, you old deceiver of mankind,
Begone from me, no prey you here will find.
For all your subtle snares I do defy,
Your shining gold will not make me comply,
I prize my soul, into a better state,
Than you can purchase, for my Saviour's sake.
Which words being said he gave me a grim look,
And in a flash of fire forsook the fields,
He being vanished I fell down to pray.
Unto the Lord. When being done I came away.
His master when he heard what he had said,
Cried out there is but few in this sad age,
That ever will the conduct have to shun,
