Classic Poem

With the Laws terrors that the heart affright,
Insuing him that follows not aright,
Living sans guidance of that holy Law ,
Living without all conscience, feare, or aw,
In threatning wise him from his sin to drive,
A mingled balm of mercy, to revive,
Much terrifi'd thereby, the drooping heart,

My Reverend Lord, thou dost full well impart.
Very well Law and Gospell mingled right,
Rightly the Gospell heals, as Law doth fright.
Rightcousnesse most straight doth Law require;
And Gods good Gospel no more doth desire,
(You preach it well) then good will to descry,
Ever you Lim a merry Law , we vy .