Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast
That loe I live of life bereaved quite
O give me time to draw my weary breath
Or let me dye, as I desire the death
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell

False world farewell, the enemy to rest
Now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate
Nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue
And thus, and thus vaine world againe adue

Goe nightly cares, the enemy to rest
Forbeare a while to vexe my grieved sprite
So long your weight hath lyne upon my breast
That loe I live of life bereaved quite
O give me time to draw my weary breath
Or let me dye, as I desire the death
Welcome sweete death, oh life, no life, a hell
Then thus, and thus I bid the world farewell
False world farewell, the enemy to rest
Now doe thy worst, I doe not weigh thy spight:
Free from thy cares I live for ever blest
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight
Delight, whom woes nor sorrowes shall amate
Nor feares or teares disturbe her happy state
And thus I leave thy hopes, thy joyes untrue
And thus, and thus vaine world againe adue