Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.
Comfort's in heaven, and we are on the earth
However wickedness outstrips men, it has no wings to fly from God.
There's beggary in love that can be reckoned
Speak comfortable words.
Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare, To digg the dust encloased heare! Blest be the man that spares thes stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.