Still let's watch, and cry, and pray,
And with hast prepare us;
Else the Evil Time and Day
Quickly will ensnare us.
God's Just Doom
Is e'en come
To try ev'ry Creature;
And Dissolve all Nature
The Complaint: Or, A Meditation for Noon.
To the Tune of, Awake my Soul.
1.
TEmptations Lord beset me round;
No Place of Safety can be found:
I shall a wretched Prey be made
To ev'ry Lust without thy Aid.
2.
Tempted to Vanity by Dress;
By Meat and Drink unto Excess.
Want Anxious makes; Highminded Wealth;
Disease Impatient, Wanton Health.
3.
My faithful Friends, whom most I Love,
The worst of Thieves too often prove;
Whilst I'm by them of Time depriv'd;
Of Time, which ne'er can be retriev'd.
4.
And O yet worse, I'm rare at Rest
From Wars and Conflicts in my Breast.
Passion my Reason doth Invade;
Reason my Faith doth Captive lead.
