Verse 1
The witnesses ye praise
Long since to glory gone,
Extol the saints of ancient days,
Of all, except your own:
Those murtherers of the good
Your ancestors ye blame,
Who shed the blessed martyrs blood;
And do yourselves the same.
Verse 2
“Ah, no: we disavow
“The bloody Popish crew,
“We tolerate all religions now,
“Or all’—except the true![”]
Your malice ye deny
In words as smooth as theirs,
And thus yourselves ye testify
Their genuin sons and heirs.