If faithfull soules be alike glorifi'd
As Angels, then my fathers soule doth see,
And adds this even to full felicitie,
That valiantly I hels wide mouth o'rstride:
But if our mindes to these soules be descry'd
By circumstances, and by signes that be
Apparent in us, not immediately,
How shall my mindes white truth by them be try'd?
They see idolatrous lovers weepe and mourne,
And vile blasphemous Conjurers to call
On Iefus name, and Pharisaicall
Dissemblers feigne devotion. Then turne
O pensive soule, to God, for he knowes best
Thy true griefe, for he put it in my breast.
[VIII. 1635-69: omitted 1633, A18, D, &c.: X. B,
O'F, S96, W]
[7 in us, W: in us 1635-69. See note]
[8 by] to B, S96, W]
[10 vile W: vilde B, O'F, S96: stile 1635-69]
[14 true W: om. 1635-69, B, S96 in W: into
1635-69, B, O'F, S96
my] thy B, S96]