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Text:Love to the creatures is dangerous

II.XLVIII. Love to the creatures is dangerous

1 How vain are all things here below!
How false, and yet how fair!
Each pleasure hath its poison too;
And ev'ry sweet a snare.

2 The brightest things below the sky
Give but a flatt'ring light;
We should suspect some danger nigh
Where we possess delight.

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends
The partners of our blood,
How they divide our wav'ring minds,
And leave but half for God.

4 The fondness of a creature's love,
How strong it strikes the sense?
Thither the warm affections move,
Nor can we call them thence.

5 Dear Saviour! Let thy beauties be
My soul's eternal food;
And grace command my heart away
From all created good.

Text Information
First Line: How vain are all things here below!
Title: Love to the creatures is dangerous
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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