Then comes in the sense of sin, and he approaches God in a different spirit. He continues:
“Humbled with feare and awful reverence,
Before the footestoole of his Maiestie,
Throw thy selfe downe with trembling innocence,
Ne dare looke up with corruptible eye,
On the dred face of that great Deity,
For feare, lest if he chaunce to looke on thee,
Thou turne to nought, and quite confounded be.
“But lowly fall before his mercie seate,
Close covered with the Lambes integrity,