From needing danger, to bee good, 
From owing thee yesterdaies teares to day, 
From trusting so much to thy blood, 
That in that hope, wee wound our soule away, 
From bribing thee with Aimes, to excuse 
Some sinne more burdenous, 
From light affecting, in religion, newes, 
From thinking us all soule, neglecting thus 
Our mutuall duties Lord deliver us.