CDII. The Farewell

1 Dead be my heart to all below,
To mortal joys and mortal cares;
To sensual bliss that charms us so,
But dark, mine eyes, and deaf my ears.

2 Lord, I renounce my carnal taste
Of the fair fruit that sinners prize;
Their paradise shall never waste
One thought of mine, but to despise.

3 All earthly joy are over weigh'd
With mountains of vexatious care:
And where's the sweet that is not laid
A bate to some destructive snare?

4 Begone, forever, mortal things!
Thou mighty mole-hill, earth, farewell!
Angels aspire on lofty wings,
And leave the globe for ants to dwell.

5 Come heaven, and fill my vast desires,
My soul pursues the sovereign good:
She was all made of heavenly fires,
Nor can she live on meaner food.

Text Information
First Line: Dead be my heart to all below
Title: The Farewell
Author: Dr. Watts
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Topic: The World; World renounced
Source: Dr. Watts's lyric
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