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A Reprobate, 47.

Hee is the Worke of Violence and Wrath,
The Sonne of Sinne, but Hope, but Loue of Faith:
Who beeing borne, for Service of the Devill,
But Care doth all, and all hee doth is Evill.
No Villanie escapes him, that hee can:
For loathsome Sinnes delighteth most this Man.
His Wits are wandring, weake, and still vnstable,
His Speech prophaine, impure, vnprofitable.
His Actions orderlesse, and scelerate;
Corrupted all, curst, and contaminate.
With all these Ills, that with the Fiends downe fell,
From th'highest Heaven, vnto the lowest Hell.
For Wisdome, stands his Will: which while its so,
Bot Furie, or bot Follie, flows there-froe.
Hee's full of Infidelitie, Mistrust,
And onlie doth delight t'injure the Iust.
The Simple hee deceiues, and sucks the Blood;
And vnder Trust, of th'Innocent and Good.
His Breath is bot the Blast of Blasphemie,
And all his Practise proues Impietie.
His Conscience cauteriz'd, his Senses feard,
His Heart is hardned, and hee is not feard
To Fault and Fall, bot like a Free-man fares,
And nev'r in Publicke his Trespassing spares.
Hee worships seldome, and it is in vaine,
Like Cains Sacrifice, because prophane.
Hee is indur'd, an Out-cast from the LORD;
Impenitent, vnmyndfull to remord.
His wicked wishes are the wracke of those,
That Vertous, godly are, and Vices Foes.
Hee loues Confusion, and desires Disorder,
And Boucher-like, bathes in the Blood of Murder.
T'oppresse and spoyle, hee bot a Mirding makes,
And scorns the Law, when hee her Statutes breaks.
And bee hee put in a respected Place,
The Good they smart, the guiltie gets the Grace.
Remorse, regarde, nor Pittie hee hath none;
For Peare of GOD and Hope of Grace is gone.
This Peace-Oppressor, Lawlesse, Litigious;
This damn'd Reprobate, and Irreligious,
Is a Man-Monster, and an Humane Evill;
A Diabolicke, and Incarnate Devill.