Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.X

II.X. Parting with carnal joys

1 My soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell;
Base as the dirt beneath my feet,
And mischievous as hell.

2 No longer will I ask your love,
Nor seek your friendship more;
The happiness that I approve
Lies not within your pow'r.

3 There's nothing round this spacious earth
That suits my large desire;
To boundless joy and solid mirth
My nobler thoughts aspire.

4 [Where pleasure rolls its living flood,
From sin and dross refin'd,
Still springing from the throne of God,
And fit to cheer the mind.

5 Th' almighty ruler of the sphere
The Glorious and the Great,
Brings his own all-sufficience there,
To make our bliss complete.]

6 Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd climb the heav'nly road;
There sits my Saviour dress'd in love
And there my smiling God.

Text Information

• First Line: My soul forsakes her vain delight
• Title: Parting with carnal joys
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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