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Black-letter Broadside Ballads Of The years 1595-1639

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4   I sate in minde amaz'd,
at that same sudden voyce, For in mine owne good life no whit I could reioyce.
5   With panting brest I paus'd
at that same sudden sight, Not trusting to my selfe,
but to Christs mercies great.
6   I was no sooner meant,
but Sathan came, me thought, With him a role full large of all my life he brought.
7   And laid before the Lord
how that I was his owne, And would haue had me then, my sinnes so great were growne.
8    I quaking lay with feare,
and wist not what to doe, But in the blood of Christ I trusted still vnto.
9   Then said our Sauiour Christ,
foule Sathan end thy strife, Looke if the sinners name be in the booke of life.
o If he be entred there,
then must he needes be blest, His sinnes be washt away, his soule with me shall rest.
i Then Sathan tooke the booke, did leafe by leafe vnfold, And there he found my name in letters limb'd with gold.
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