IDENTILIN$$ F165.HH1/HSRound Bridgewater MS El 6893 (ff. 128r-v)/ TJScorTLP/o/1-7-92 165.HH1.0HE %X8 165.HH1.001 At the round earths ymagind corners blow 165.HH1.002 your Trumpetts Angells, & arise, arise 165.HH1.003 from death, you nomberless infinites 165.HH1.004 Of Sowles, And to your scattered bodies goe, 165.HH1.005 All whome the floud did, & fire shall, overthrow 165.HH1.006 All whome warr, death, age, agues, tyra%Mnyes [128v 165.HH1.007 despare, lawe, chaunce, hath slayn & yo%5u%6 whose eyes 165.HH1.008 shall behold God, & never tast deaths woe; 165.HH1.009 But lett them sleepe lord, & wee mourne a space 165.HH1.010 for if aboue all theise my sins abound, 165.HH1.011 Tis late to ask abundance of thie grace 165.HH1.012 when wee are there; Here on y%5e%6 lowlie ground 165.HH1.013 Teach mee how to repent; for thats as good, 165.HH1.014 As if thou hadst seald, my pardon w%5th%6 thy bloud. 165.HH1.0SSom 165.HH1.0$$ %1ll. 2 3 ind 1 sp; 7 8 11 12 ind 3sp;%2 infinities %1l. 3 may easily be misread as infirmities--his pen needed sharpening%2