1 When in the light of faith divine
We look on things below,
Honor, and gold, and sensual joy,
How vain and dangerous too!
2 Honor's a puff of noisy breath;
Yet men expose their blood,
And venture everlasting deat
To gain that airy good.
3 Whilst 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 dangerous snares to souls;
There's but a drop of flattering 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 powers rejoice.
6 In vain the world accosts my ear,
And tempts my heart anew;
I cannot buy your bliss so dear,
Nor part with heaven for you.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #57
First Line: | When in the light of faith divine |
Title: | The World's Three Chief Tempations |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |