Classic Poem

A Righteous man still feareth all his Deeds,
Lest done for feare, or in hypocrisie:
Hypocrisie (as with the Corne doe Weeds)
Still growes vp with Faith, Hope and Charitie.
But it bewraies they are no Hypocrites,
That most of all Hypocrisie doe feare:
For, who are worst of all in their owne sights,
In Gods deere sight doe best of all appeare
To feare that we nor loue nor feare aright,
Is no lesse perfect feare , than rightest loue
And to suspect our steps in greatest light,
Doth argue God our Hearts and steps doth moue:
But right to run, and feare no whit at all,
Presageth we are neere a fearefull fall.