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PIOUS RYMES.
Sinnaris repent, that ye have spent
Your tyme in wickitnes;
Bot now be bent, with trew intent,
To leif in godlienes.
Your tyme in wickitnes;
Bot now be bent, with trew intent,
To leif in godlienes.
Your lyvis mend, and not offend
Your gracious God na mair;
Think on the end, how ye man wend
Away, nakit and bair.
Your gracious God na mair;
Think on the end, how ye man wend
Away, nakit and bair.
Thairfoir ask grace, while ye have space,
At God, for your grit miss;
Sin fra yow chace; preis to that place
Quhair ay is joy and bliss.
At God, for your grit miss;
Sin fra yow chace; preis to that place
Quhair ay is joy and bliss.
Luif God ay best, all sin detest,
And fals hypocrisie;
Luif peace and rest, and nane molest;
Bot leif in cherritie.
And fals hypocrisie;
Luif peace and rest, and nane molest;
Bot leif in cherritie.
Your God ay fear, follie forbeir,
On vertew follow ay;
Prydfull nocht be, use not to lie,
Advyss weill quhat ye say.
On vertew follow ay;
Prydfull nocht be, use not to lie,
Advyss weill quhat ye say.
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Keip ay kyndnes, and faithfulnes
To your freindis ilk ane;
Heitt gredines, and doubilnes,
Under traist dissaive nane.
To your freindis ilk ane;
Heitt gredines, and doubilnes,
Under traist dissaive nane.
Leif modestlie, leif honestlie,
Use nocht in sin to ly;
Nane in you sie crudelitie,
In malice nor invy.
Use nocht in sin to ly;
Nane in you sie crudelitie,
In malice nor invy.
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