10. They were no fables that I taught,
Devised by cunning men,
But God's own Word, by which were caught
Some sinners now and then.
11. Whose souls by it were made to see
The evil of their sin;
And need of Christ to make them free
From death which they were in.
12. And now those very hearts that then
Were foes unto the Lord,
Embrace his Christ and truth, like men
Conquered by his word.
13. I hear them sigh and groan, and cry
For grace, to God above;
They loathe their sin, and to it die,
'Tis holiness they love.
14. This was the work I was about
When hands on me they laid,
'Twas this from which they pluck'd me out,
And vilely to me said,
15. You heretic, deceiver, come,
To prison you must go;
You preach abroad, and keep not home,
You are the church's foe.
16. But having peace within my soul,
And truth on every side,
I could with comfort them control,
And at their charge deride.
17. Wherefore to prison they me sent,
Where to this day I lie,
And can with very much content
For my profession die.
18. The prison very sweet to me
Hath been since I came here,
And so would also hanging be,
If God would there appear.
19. Here dwells good conscience, also peace
Here be my garments white;
Here, though in bonds, I have release
From guilt, which else would bite.