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97. The Christian's Prospect

I. Happy the soul, whose wishes climb
To mansions in the skies!
He looks on all the joys of time,
With undesiring eyes.

II. In vain soft pleasure spreads her charms,
And throws her silken chain;
And wealth and fame invite his arms,
And tempt his ear in vain.

III. He knows that all these glitt'ring things
Must yield to sure decay;
And sees on time's extended wings
How swift they fleet away.

IV. Nor low to earth in sorrow bends,
When pains and cares invade;
With chearful wing his faith ascends
Above the gloomy shade.

V. To things unseen by mortal eyes,
A beam of sacred light
Directs his view, his prospects rise,
All permanent and bright.

VI. His hopes are fix'd on joys to come;
Those blissful scenes on high,
Shall flourish in immortal bloom,
When time and nature die.

VII. O were these heav'nly prospects mine,
These pleasures could I prove,
Earth's fleeting views I would resign,
And raise my hopes above.

Text Information
First Line: Happy the soul, whose wishes climb
Title: The Christian's Prospect
Language: English
Publication Date: 1760
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