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Text:Pride lamented
Author:Stennett

CVIII. Pride lamented

1 Oft have I turn'd my eye within,
And brought to light some latent sin,
But pride, the vice I most detest,
Still lurks securely in my breast.

2 Here with a thousand arts she tries
To dress me in a fair disguise,
To make a guilty wretched worm
Put on an angel's brightest form.

3 She hides my follies from my eyes,
And lifts my virtues to the skies;
And while the specious tale she tells,
Her own deformity conceals.

4 Rend, O my God, the veil away,
Bring forth the monster to the day;
Expose her hideous form to view,
And all her restless power subdue.

5 So shall humility divine
Again possess this heart of mine;
And form a temple for my God,
Which he will make his lov'd abode.

Text Information
First Line: Oft have I turned my eye within
Title: Pride lamented
Author: Stennett
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
Topic: The Christian Life
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