GOod People mind what here is penn'd
and understand what I do say
Repentance by no means prolong
'twill be your own another day,
Happy's that sinner to be sure,
That true Repentance can procure,
For when that I am dead and gone
you find these words for to be true,
Forsake your Sins then every one,
before you bid the world adieu,
Happy's that Sinner,
If you are not prepar'd for Death,
when he doth give the fatal stroak
And comes to stop your mortal Breath,
your Souls undone and Hearts are broke,
Happy's that Sinner,
The Riches of this world have wings
and oft you see do fly away
Then mind you that which comfort brings
that never fades nor will decay
Happy's that Sinner,
Do Righteous things to every one
as thou wouldest have them to do to thee
By this a good man be known
by his good works and piety,
Happy's that Sinner.
Cherish the poor that are in need
the Rich do seldom want a friend
But he that gives the poor indeed,
doth to the God Almighty lend,
Happy's that Sinner to be sure,
That true Repentance can procure.