With terrour thundring to affright the heart,
Inbred corruption you caus'd to depart,
Lively you peirce , and to the bottom dive,
Letting sin know, he must not there alive
Inhabit longer; in each corner you
A search most diligently do pursu,
Making the sword of Gods blest spirit peirce ,

Passing unto the heart with vigour fierce,
Even limning so the law unto the life,
Reviving up again the ancient strife,
Cur'st sin with grace that was of yore maintained,
Encouraging faire vertue, sin restrayned.