Verse 1
Zeal will nothing leave undone,
The ignorant to win:
Prudence yields to every one,
Without committing sin:
Humble saints advis’d will be,
Nor ever of themselves presume:
Condescending charity
Doth all to all become.
Verse 2
But can Paul be justified?
To blame let others dare,
Magisterially decide
“Th’ Apostle went too far:”
Nothing from th’ event appears,
But, that the God of boundless grace
Sends his suffering messengers
To all our ransom’d race.