1 When in the light of faith divine
We look on things below,
Honour, and gold, and sensual joy,
How vain and dang'rous too!
2 Honour's a puff of noisy breath;
Yet men expose their blood,
And venture everlasting death,
To gain that airy good.
3 Whilst others starve the nobler mind,
And feed on shining dust,
They sacrifice eternal bliss
To mean and sordid lust.
4 The pleasures, which allure our sense,
Are dang'rous snares to souls:
There's but a drop of flatt'ring sweet,
And dash'd with bitter bowls.
5 God is mine all-sufficient good,
My portion and my choice;
In him my vast desires are fill'd,
And all my pow'rs rejoice.
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First Line: | When in the light of faith divine |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | The Danger and Misery of Sin |