To the Right Honourable the Lord Borthwicke

Lustrous your works great Lord must ever be,
On Christ that founded are perpetually,
Relying then on a foundation sure,
Doubtlesse they must for evermore endure.

By the Lord Christ then worke, without whose aide,
O withall is vaine what ever can be said,
Regardlesse all is what ere can be done,
That will unto no prosperous ending come.
How happy then are you that worke so well,
Working by Christ to make your works excell!
Insue the worke so well you have begun,
Christ you will win who doth so nobly run.
Keepe on your course and then you shall be sure,
Ere long your great reward Sir to procure.
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