English poem
Xcvi. [82]
by Michael Wigglesworth (1631–1705)
Then answeréd unto their dread, the Judge: “True Piety God doth desire and eke require, no less than honesty. Justice demands at all your hands perfect Obedience; If but in part you have come short, that is a just offense.
XCVII.
“On Earth below, where men did owe a thousand pounds and more. Could twenty pence it recompense? Could that have clear’d the score? Think you to buy Felicity with part of what’s due debt? Or for desert of one small part, the whole should off be set?