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GOod People mind what here is pennd
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and understand what I do say
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Repentance by no means prolong
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twill be your own another day,
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Happys that sinner to be sure,
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That true Repentance can procure,
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For when that I am dead and gone
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you find these words for to be true,
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Forsake your Sins then every one,
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before you bid the world adieu,
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Happys that Sinner,
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If you are not prepard for Death,
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when he doth give the fatal stroak
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And comes to stop your mortal Breath,
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your Souls undone and Hearts are broke,
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Happys that Sinner,
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The Riches of this world have wings
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and oft you see do fly away
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Then mind you that which comfort brings
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that never fades nor will decay
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Happys that Sinner,
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Do Righteous things to everyone
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as thou wouldest have them to do to thee
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By this a good man may be known
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by his good works and piety,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Cherish the poor that are in need
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the Rich do seldom want a friend
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But he that gives the poor indeed,
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doth to the God Almighty lend,
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Happys that Sinner to be sure,
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That true Repentance can procure.
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The second part to the same Tune.
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The naked man see that you cloath,
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the hungry Person see you feed,
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These things observe false dealing loath
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and thou shalt happy be indeed,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Frequent the Church where Godly men,
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Gods word do preach and cry down sin,
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Keep Gods Commandements and then
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a blest condition thou art in,
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Happys that Sinner
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The Widow be thou kind unto
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and help the Orphant thats opprest,
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For he that all these things will do
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there is no doubt but he is blest,
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Happys that Sinner,
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And he that hath mercy loves to show,
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shall mercy find himself at last,
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But Cruelty will overthrow
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and all the other vertues blast,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Flee that which loathsome is to man,
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and hatefull in Gods blessed sight
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Tis drunkenness that here I mean,
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wherein so many take delight,
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Happys that Sinner,
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Take Pleasure in Gods Holy Word,
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and therein set your hearts delight,
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Such Pleasure twill your Hearts afford
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that you will find advantage byt,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Pride was you know the Devils Fall,
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as Holy Scriptures plain do tell;
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Twill also bring mans Soul to thrall
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and is a plain path-way to Hell,
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Happys that Sinner,
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And oft the holy Bible read
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therein you may great Comfort find,
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For wounded Souls theres help indeed
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and Comfort for the troubled mind,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Mind not the Peoples vain applause
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but let your actions speak your praise
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Keep Gods Commands and obey his Laws,
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and thou shall happy be always,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Repent thee of thy wickedness
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and do it most unfeignedly,
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So in thy life God will thee bless
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and save thy Soul when thou shalt dye,
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Happys that Sinner.
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Do not delay Repentance for
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tis without doubt a great offence,
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And that which Conscience will abhor,
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when thy poor Soul is gone from hence
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Happys that Sinner.
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Then mortal man since Death is sure
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put thou thy confidence in him
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Who only can thy help procure
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in time of need when Death looks grim
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Happys that Sinner.
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Now the God of Heaven be our guide,
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that we all may make a happy end,
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That we all our Sins may lay aside
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to pray our Saviour Christ be our friend,
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Happys that Sinner to be sure
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That true Repentance can procure.
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