And admit that they call you New Custom, what then?
Attribute that folly to the ignorance of men,
That follow their fancies, and know not the right
Well, you know where I come once, the Light
Of the Gospel, whose beams do glister so clear,
Then, Primitive Constitution, in each place you appear;
And as elsewhere you have been, so do not mistrust,
But in this place hereafter be received you must.
New Cus. According to your nature, so do you very well
To put me in good hope, bright Light of the Gospel.