What is hell?

WHAT is the place, that some do paint for hell?
A lake of horrour for the life of man.
Is it not, then, the death wherein I dwell,
That knowes no ioy, since first my life began?

What are the diuels? Spirits of tormenting.
What else are they, that vexe me in each vaine?
With wretched thoughts, my wofull spirit tempting,
Or else perplex mee in an after-paine.

What is the fire? but, an effect of sinne,
That keepes my heart in an vnkindly heat.
How long shall I this life continue in?
Till true repentance mercy doe entreate,

And [...] euen at the latest breath;
Saue mee, sweet Lord, yet frō the secōd death.