1 "My barns are full, my stores increase;
And now for many years,
Soul, eat and drink, and take thine ease,
Secure from wants and fears."
2 Thus while a worldling boasted once,
As many now presume,
He heard the Lord himself pronounce,
His sudden, awful doom:
3 "This night, vain fool, thy soul must pass
Into a world unknown;
And who shall then the stores possess,
Which thou hast call'd thine own?"
4 Thus blinded mortals fondly scheme,
For happiness below;
Till death destroys the pleasing dream,
And they awake to wo.
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First Line: | My barns are full, my stores increase |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
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Topic: | Holy Spirit: Vanity and uncertainty of life; The Rich worldling |