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Text: | Pride lamented |
Author: | Dr. S. Stennett |
1 Oft have I turn'd my eye within,
And brought to light some latent sin;
But pride, the vice I most detest,
Still lurks securely in my breast.
2 Here with a thousand arts she tries
To dress me in a fair disguise,
To make a guilty wretched worm
Put on an angel's brightest form.
3 She hides my follies from mine eyes,
And lifts my virtues to the skies;
And while the specious tale she tells,
Her own deformity conceals.
4 Rend, O my God, the veil away,
Bring forth the monster to the day;
Expose her hideous form to view,
And all her restless power subdue.
5 So shall humility divine
Again possess this heart of mine;
And form a temple for my God,
Which he will make his lov'd abode.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Oft have I turn'd my eye within |
Title: | Pride lamented |
Author: | Dr. S. Stennett |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Topic: | The Christian; Christian: Lamenting pride; Complaint: Of pride(1 more...) |