We Fools counted his Life Madness, and his End to be without Honour,
How is he number'd among the Chil∣dren of God, and his Lot is among the Saints?
Therefore have we err'd from the way of Truth, and the light of Righteousness hath not shin'd upon us, and the Sun of Righteousness hath not rose upon us.
We wearied our selves in the ways of Wickedness and Destruction; yea, we have gone through Desarts, where there lay no way; but as for the way of the Lord, we have not known it.
What hath Pride profited us? or what good have Riches, with our vaunting, brought us?
All those things are passed away like a Shadow, and even as a Post that hasted by;
Or as a Bird hath flown through the Sky, and there is no token of her way to be found; but the light Air being beaten with the stroke of her Wings, and parted with the violent Motion of them is pas∣sed through, and therein afterwards no sign where she went is to be found:
Even so we, in like manner, as soon as we were born, began to draw to our End, and had no sign of Vertue to shew, but were consum'd in our own Wickedness.