Tho' my neighbour, with mighty noise,
On bended knees lifts up her voice,
That all around may hear her well,
Mistake devotion for a yell;
Yet the best of men in ages all,
With privacy on God did call,
Not regarding mens opinion,
The sole design of every minion.
May all men pray, as God commands,
With holy heart, and upright hands,
Our actions all ought pray'rs to be,
God damns and hates hypocrisy.