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Can any thing unpleaſant be,
that leads to ſuch an end,
Which may the way though ſtraight to all,
ſufficiently commend.
Wilt thou prefer thy carnal mirth,
to everlaſting joys;
What wiſe man would a kingdom loſe
for trifles and for toys
Wilt thou for ſaving of thy life,
endure eternal death,
For carnal joys, and venture on
god's everlaſting wrath.
What though thy life attended be,
with troubles and with fears,
What though thine eyes ſhould never ceaſe,
from weeping and from tears.
What though they here ſhould find no eaſe,
yea not a moment's peace,
What though there ſhould not be a drop
of pleaſure in the caſe.
Will not the glory of that land
ſhining ſo bright and clear,
Theſe troubles will ſoon ſwallow up,
and make them diſappear.
What tho' thy life kiere on the earth,
a half of torments be,
If from eternal torments thou
be ſaved and ſet free;
Is it not better to endure
a little moment's pain,
Than under God's eternal wrath,
for ever to remain.
What would of water one ſmall drop
unto the ocean be
