English poem
Reading Mr. JOSEPH ALLEIN his Book, Intitled An Alarm to the Unconverted
by Joseph Alleine (1634–1668)
Reader, who'ere thou art dost chance to look, Bless God directed thee to such a Book: Be serious when thou readest: 'tis no drull, But that which aimeth to convert thy Soul: What mad besotted Desperado can Take Prejudice against this holy Man? Who did sincerely nothing else desire, But to prevent thy Leaping in the Fire; And Pen'd this Book out of a true Endeavour, To keep thee from that Lake which burns for ever. I do beseech you read it over, why Will you be obstinate, and chuse to die? Know you what Heaven is, or can you tell The Torments of those damned Souls in Hell? Now read and pray, O pray that God would give A true Repentance, that your Soul may live; This Book needs no Commendum, for no doubt, You will commend it, if you read it out.
What did I care, so Sinners understood, If each Word were a Tear or Drop of Blood.