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T35647 1 We'll all pluck the Heather, &c. UNKNOWN We'll All Pluck the Heather, etc. THose Poets vain who think no Shame / To make those Jigs of Love; I will go seek my Saviour, / And let the World be. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 694 3: 695 A GODLY / BALLAD, / INTITULED, / I will go seek my Saviour; and let the World be. Printer JOHN WHITE 1730-1730

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THose Poets vain who think no Shame To make those Jigs of Love; Gods holy Word they do prophane, Careless of him above: My Mind from Vice I will remove, And in Humility, I will go seek my Saviour, And let the World be.
To seek the Lord who dyd for me, A Voyage I will take: The Devil, the Flesh, and Vanity, Ill utterly forsake: The Cross of Christ I will up take, Until the Day I die; I will go seek my Saviour, And let the World be.
Wherefore should I now depart, Not telling you the Case; The odious Sins strike up my Heart, I find in every Place: I see most Men are void of Grace, As daily you may see; I will go seek my Saviour, And let the World be. This World is full of Wickedness, Of Fraud, Deceit, and Guile; With Lying, Swearing, Drunkenness, Whoredoms, and Thefts most vile: We lead our Lives like Beasts most vile, What Shame it is to see: I will go seek my Saviour, And let the World be. My Soul I give unto the Lord, I know he craves no more; My filthy Flesh to the Church-yard, My Goods unto the Poor: Adieu my loving Friends therefore, In Faith, Lord strengthing me; I will go seek my Saviour, And let the World be. Now, I am ready for to go. And blessed be my Guide? The Grace of God, and Love also, These Two are on my Side: With Faith, Hope, and the Fear of God Which bear me Company; I will go seek my Saviour, And let the World be. SATAN speaketh. Then Satan sly, he stood by me, And said, fond Fool beware; Stay thou at Home, and do not go, Thy Voyage it is too far:
Take Pleasure whilst thou art here, Among your Company; Cleave to the World with all thy Might, And let the Lord be. Be merry still, take Comfort in, Those Things thou dost enjoy; And do not doubt that any Thing, Shall ever thee annoy: Repentance and all-saving Grace, Shall not bestowd on thee; Eer thou depart cleave to the World, And let the Lord be. SPIRIT speaketh. The Grace of God in me replyd, And said, Soul, lets away; Faith, Love, and Hope, upon us cry, And, say, Let us not stay: Repentance said Make no Delay, If thou that Joy will see; Turn to the Lord with Heart and Hand, And let the World be. Now to the Lord I will always, Make humble Supplication; Still hoping for a Drop of Grace, To bring me to Salvation: Deservd I have Damnation, Yet his Blood hath set me free; Therefore Ill go seek my Saviour, And let the World be. Now trusting I am for the Lord, Wheneer he doth me call; And hoping for a blest Reward, Hell Pity my poor Soul; God bless us here both one and all, And in Humility, God give us Grace to find our Lord, And let the World be.
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