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12 And by his rigorous pursuing

He many o' her Whigs did ruin,

His great exploits pleas'd me so well,

That I his name cannot conceal

But think fit that his deeds be told,

That so his name may be enrol'd

'Mongst other worthies on record

Who serv'd me as their sovereign Lord.

M'Kenzie after did succeed,

As advocate for me to plead.

He turned to apostacy.

And spent his time in blasphemy;

He pled that persous might go free

For murder and for sorcery;

But brought them in guilty of treason,

Who were religious out of season,

By keeping Presbytery in fame.

Which king and council did disclaim:

Who of their conscience were so tender

Religion they would not surrender

To please his Majesty and court,

And turn as changes came about:

To scripture they so firmly stood,

On them I did spue out a flood

Of mischief and calamity,

M'Kenzie acted well for me:

Scripture religion at that time,

He made it such a heinous crime,

That for it nought could satisfy,

But guilty persons they must die.

He many a saint pursu'd to death,

He feared neither hell nor wrath.

His conscience was so cauteriz'd,

He refus'd nothing that I pleas'd;