The young-mans repentance, or, The sorrowful sinners lamentation; being the last expressions of a young-man, who having spent all his time in pleasure and jollitry, was seriously sorrowful when he came to lye upon his death-bed, mourning for his mis-spent time, and advising all young-men to be mindful of their latter end. Tune is, Aim not too high. This may be printed, R.P. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06784 of text R217430 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing Y124). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 5 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B06784 Wing Y124 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[562] 99884792 ocm99884792 183644 2240882565

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B06784) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183644) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[435]) The young-mans repentance, or, The sorrowful sinners lamentation; being the last expressions of a young-man, who having spent all his time in pleasure and jollitry, was seriously sorrowful when he came to lye upon his death-bed, mourning for his mis-spent time, and advising all young-men to be mindful of their latter end. Tune is, Aim not too high. This may be printed, R.P. 1 sheet ([1)]p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for J. Back, at the Black-Boy, on London, [London : between 1685-1688] Imprint suggested by Wing. Verse: "You that have spent your time in wickedness ..." Imperfect: trimmed affecting imprint. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo The young-mans repentance, or, The sorrowful sinners lamentation; being the last expressions of a young-man, who having spent all his time in pleasure anon 1688 2 707 5 0 0 0 0 0 70.72 D The rate of 70.72 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-02 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-09 Sampled and proofread 2008-09 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
THE Young-Mans Repentance , OR , The sorrowful Sinners Lamentation ;

Being the last Expressions of a Young-man , who having spent all his time in Pleasure and Jollitry , was seriously sorrowful when he came to lye upon his Death-bed , mourning for his mis-spent time , and advising all Young-Men to be mindful of their latter end .

Tune is , Aim not too high .

This may be Printed ,

R. P.

YOu that have spent your time in wickedness , Now mind the dying words I shall express ; Do not , like me , abuse your precious time , Nor waste one moment when you 'r in your prime . And do not promise to repent to Mo●row , Least e're it comes you 'r overtook with sorrow ; Some are struck dead , you very well do know , How can you tell but your case may be so . See how I languish on my Dying-Bed , To think upon what I have done or sed ; But let me now to you a Warning be , Sin to forsake , and shun iniquity . Frequent the Church , to which I once was strange But now repent it , since I now must change This wicked world , and for my Grave prepare , To be where blest , or cursed People are . The sins that once were pleasant unto me , To my poor Soul sad Torments now they be ; But he that did his Blood for sinners spill , I hope he will have Mercy on me still . His Mercies see by no means you abuse , For Conscience at the last will you accuse For your misdeeds , and in your Face will flye And sting your souls when you shall come to dye . To others do , as you would be done by , This Reason is , and Iustice certainly , And pleasant is our Creators sight , For he in Iustice always takes delight . Bad Company see you avoid and shun , Thousands thereby have surely been undone , And brought themselves to their untimely ends , To the great grief and sorrow of their Friends . Lewd Wom●n by no means do you come near , Least for your pleasure you do pay full dear ; That is the Fountain of all Mischief , and Bri●gs shame and sorrow to our Native Land . But Gods commands obey in eve●y thing , Amongst the Saints then shall you praises sing ; Your Souls be happy when your bodies dye , And you shall live with Christ eternally . But now I 'm almost ready to depart , The guilt of Sin doth pierce my tender heart ; I tremble when I think upon the bar Where God and his dear Son the Iudges are . And if my Saviour do not stand my friend , On whom my faith and hopes do both depend , My case will prove but bad and I shall be Banisht his presence to Eternity . Amongst the wicked ones I shall remain , In Flames to burn , and feel immortal pain ; Blessed God forgive my sins , that I Be freed from pains that last Eternally . O let thy sufferings for my sins suff●ce , And pardon all my gross iniquities ; That after Death my Soul may flye to thee , And with thy Saints for ever blessed be . Thy Mercies do in number far exceed The sins which make my dying heart to bleed : And therein lies the very bounds and scope , That thou wilt grant me that for which I hope . My fainting spirits now I recommend , Into thy hands for now my life must end , And having gained pardon for my sin , When life doth end , my joys will then begin . All you that read these Lines when I am dead , Pray ponder well the words that I have sed ; For without doubt you 'l find them to be true , And so I bid this sinful World adieu . FINIS .