Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: How vain are all things here below
Topic: Supplication
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 58
Page Number: 064, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHow vain are all tihngs here below,
How false and yet how fair;
Each pleasure has its poison too,
And ev'ry sweet a snare.
The brightest things below the sky,
Give but a flatt'ring light;
We should suspect some danger nigh,
Where we possess delight.
Our dearest joys and nearest friends,
The partners of our blood,
How they divide our wav'ring minds,
And leave but half for God!
The fondness of a creature's love,
How strong it strikes the sense!
Thither our warm affectious move,
Nor can we call them thence.
Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be
My soul's eternal food;
And grace command my heart away
From all inferior good.