On Hypocrisie

He errs that owns his Crimes in the World's sight,
To avoid being thought a hypocrite:
We are not bound our frailties to reveal,
But may our shame with modesty conceal,
Rather than aggravate our sins 'gainst God,
By boasting that we do contemn his Rod.
But he that does a feigned Zeal put on
To cloak his sins, doth scorn Religion.
And does not only with his base intents
Contemn Obedience to Commandments;
But does that way design his God should shroud
His wickedness under a holy cloud,
And does God's Goodness mock, thus to presume
Rudely to move his anger to consume
Such mad-men as do his known power despise,
By daring to affront him in disguise;
Who thinks a Vizard on his face can hide
His heart; God does such hypocrites deride,
And will in fury finite so bold offence,
As undervalues his Omnipotence.