1 When in the light of faith divine,
We look on things below,
Honour, and gold, and sensual joy,
How vain and dangerous too.
2 Honour's a puff of noisy breath;
Yet men expose their blood,
And venture everlasting death
To gain that airy good.
3 While others starve the nobler mind,
And feed on shining dust,
They rob the serpent of his food,
T'indulge a sordid lust.]
4 The pleasures that allure our sense
Are dang'rous snares to souls!
There's but a drop of flatt'ring sweet,
And dash'd with bitter bowls.
5 God is mine all sufficient good,
My portion and my choice;
In him my vast desires are fill'd,
And all my pow'rs rejoice.
6 In vain the world accosts my ear,
And tempts my heart anew:
I cannot buy your bliss so dear,
Nor part with heav'n for you.
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First Line: | When in the light of faith divine |
Title: | The world's three chief temptations |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |