Text: | Gravity and decency |
Author: | Dr. Watts |
1 Behold the sons, the heirs of God,
So dearly bought with Jesus' blood!
Are they not born to heavenly joys,
And shall they stoop to earthly toys?
2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind?
Were spirits of celestial kind
Made for a jest, for sport and play,
To wear out time and waste the day?
3 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth,
Well suit the honors of their birth?
Shall they be fond of gay attire,
Which children love, and fools admire?
4 What if we wear the richest vest,
Peacocks and flies are better drest;
This flesh with all its gaudy forms,
Must drop to dust, and feed the worms.
5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher;
Touch our vain souls with sacred fire;
Then, with a heaven-directed eye,
We'll pass these glittering trifles by.
6 We'll look on all the toys below
With such disdain as angels do;
And wait the call that bids us rise
To mansions promis'd in the skies.
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First Line: | Behold the sons, the heirs of God |
Title: | Gravity and decency |
Author: | Dr. Watts |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Topic: | Gravity and decency |
Source: | Dr. Watt's Sermons |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |