O Conscience, into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which
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O Conscience, into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which
I find no way, from deep to deeper plunged.

Now conscience wakes despair
That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory
Of what he was, what is, and read more

Now conscience wakes despair
That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory
Of what he was, what is, and what must be
Worse; of worse deeds worse sufferings must ensue!

A cleere conscience is a sure carde.

A cleere conscience is a sure carde.

Let his tormentor conscience find him out.

Let his tormentor conscience find him out.

Guilty consciences always make people cowards.

Guilty consciences always make people cowards.

A clear conscience is a soft pillow.

A clear conscience is a soft pillow.

The Past lives o'er again,
In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
The ever-frowning Present is read more

The Past lives o'er again,
In its effects, and to the guilty spirit
The ever-frowning Present is its image.

The still small voice is wanted.

The still small voice is wanted.

Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength to
prevent, it seldom has justice enough to read more

Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength to
prevent, it seldom has justice enough to accuse.