1 I send the joys of earth away,
Away, ye tempters of the mind,
False as the smooth, deceitful sea,
And empty as the whistling wind.
2 Your streams were floating me along
Down to the gulph of black despair;
And whilst I listen'd to your song,
Your streams had e'en convey'd me there.
3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
That warn'd me of that dark abyss,
That drew me from those treach'rous seas
And bid me seek superior bliss.
4 Now to the shining realms above,
I stretch my hands and glance my eyes;
O for the pinions of a dove,
To bear me to the upper skies!
5 There, from the bosom of my God,
Oceans of endless pleasure roll;
There would I fix my last abode,
And drown the sorrows of my soul.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | I send the joys of earth away |
Title: | Parting with carnal joys |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | World: Parting with |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |