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William Strackie

Twas the Trumpe of death that blew My houre is come false worlde adewe Thy pleasures have betray'd mee soe That I to death untimelye goe For Death's the punnishmt of somme And of all creatures I have (brime?) The most ingratefull wicked one That ere the heavens did shame upo

I have sin'd against Earth & heave(n) Earlye by daye late in the even all manner sinnes all manner wayes I have committed in my dayes Hell and Hell fire is my due O but deere Christ I humbly sue Thy blood may mask my red soule not Mercy and Judgment's thy delight

At which mercy gate I knocke Let sobes & sighes the same unlock Prostrate I fall & begg for grace O doe not turne away thy face My crying sinnes beat at thy throne Once (borne) the heaven's look downe upo A wretch more owthronne with greif that begs for mercye not for life FINIS

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