English poem
Cvii. [92]
by Michael Wigglesworth (1631–1705)
A wondrous crowd then ’gan aloud thus for themselves to say: “We did intend, Lord, to amend, and to reform our way. Our true intent was to repent and make our peace with thee; But sudden death stopping our breath, left us no liberty.
CVIII.
“Short was our time, for in itr, prime our youthful pow’r was cropt; “We died in youth before full growth, so was our purpose stopt. Let our good will to turn from ill, and sin to have forsaken, Accepted be, Lord, by thee, and in good part be taken.“
Are confuted and convicted.