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On an ill Conscience.
The wicked wretch whom inward guilt doth sting,Most trembling hearted fearing euery thing,
He feareth God, for God's his enemy,
Sathan he feares to be tormented by,
He feares all creatures 'gainst him will assemble,
He feares himselfe, himselfe doth make him tremble.
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