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Paul ſays good borther now ariſe,
And make an end of all this din,
And if ſo be you have the keys,
Open and let the carline in.
The apoſtle Peter roſe at laſt.
And to the gate with ſpeed he hies.
Carline quoth he, knock not so faſt,
You cumber Mary with your cries,
Peter, she ſaid let Christ ariſe,
And grant me mercy in my need,
For why I ne'er deny d him thrice
As thou thyself has done indeed.
Thou Carline bold, What's that to thee?
I got remission for my sins;
It cost many sad tears to me,
Before I entered here within.
It will not be thy miekle din,
Will cauſe heav'n's gates opened be,
Thou must be purefied from sin,
And of all treſſpaſſes made free.
St Peter then no thanks to you,
That so you were rid of your fears,
It was Chriſt's gracious look, I true,
That made you shed those precious tears,
The door of mercy is not clos'd,
I may get grace as well as ye.
It is rot so as ye suppos'd,
I will be in inspite of thee.
But wicked wife it is too late.
Thou should'ſt have mourn'd upon earth,
Repentance now is out of date.

It should have been before thy death: