Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun,

  Which is 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 by 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;

Swear by thyself, 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.