Classic Poem

O seeke on still in the faire way you goe,
Glide by the Ford , that streaming doth o'reflow
In your faire heart, guiding you still along,
Live, while you live within the world, (among
Beastly men, who have conversations vilde)
Yeelding forth fruit becomming Gods best childe.

Doubtlesse the Ford is that sweet streame of grace,
Entring into your heart that flowes apace:
Such is the path that you should seeking bee,
Keeping the way to heaven still wanly:
Follow on still in this most blessed way,
O still pursue on towards, doe not stay;
Reaching at last, you such reward shall winne,
Doubtlesse that to repent you'ld ne're beginne:
Ever then seeke this way, glyd by this ford .