Wilt Thou forgive that sin where I begun,
      Which was my sin, though it were done before?
   Wilt Thou forgive that sin, through which I run,
      And do run still, though still I do deplore?
         When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done,
            For I have more.

   Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I have won
      Others to sin, and made my sin their door?
   Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I did shun
      A year or two: but wallowed in, a score?
         When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, 
            For I have more.

   I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun
      My last thread, I shall perish on the shore;
   But swear by Thy self, that at my death Thy Son
      Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore;
         And, having done that, Thou hast done;
            I fear no more.