Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) ‎#414

414. How vain are all things here below!

1 How vain are all things here below!
How false, and yet how fair!
Each pleasure hath its poison too,
And every sweet a snare.

2 The brightest things below the sky
Give but a flatt'ring light;
We should suspect some danger nigh
Where we possess delight.

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends,
The partners of our blood,
How they divide our wavering minds,
And leave but half for God!

4 Dear Saviour, let Thy beauties be
My soul's eternal food;
And grace command my heart away
From all created good.

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• First Line: How vain are all things here below!
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1870
• Topic: Choice of the Christian; Christians: their life and experience; Self-Consecration; Happiness: of life in Christ; Vanilty: of earthly things; World
• Notes: Author from index: Watts

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