Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...

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Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...
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Speed, Samuel, 1631-1682.
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1677.
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¶ The Christian and a Worldling. A Dialogue.

Wor.
IS it not pleasant (Christian) to be great?
Chr.
'Tis but a moral cheat.
Wor.
Where lies the cheat, when I receive the gold?
Chr.
In crying sins untold.
Wor.
Must I be wretched 'cause I'm growing rich?
Chr.
Wealth is oft-times a Witch;
Wor.
Amity with the World I never mist.
Chr.
That's enmity with Christ.
Wor.
I cloath the naked, I the hungry seed.
Chr.
Those are good acts indeed.
Wor.
My Purse, for Alms, flows like a Conduit p•…•…pe.
Chr.
'Cause ye the Widows gripe.
Wor.
I fear my God, and do my Neighbours love.
Chr.
That men may well approve,

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Wor.
I relieve those that have in Perils been;
Chr.
But only to be seen.
Wor.
This do I do, what is't I should do more?
Chr.
Give all unto the Poor; Then may thy name be in the Christian-list: And when thou'rt poor, thy treasure is in Christ.
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