Farewell, vain world, from thee I cease

Verse 1

Farewel, vain World, from thee I cease, Having survey'd thee round; Thy Honour, Wealth, thy Joy and Peace, I've now a Bubble found.

Verse 2

Thou hast disosn'd and ahted me, Whilst I to please thee strove; Now I disown and flee from thee, And from thy hated Love.

Verse 3

To my thy Rage, and cruel Hate, In infant Years began; Nor did it in the least abate, When I grew up to Man.

Verse 4

Thro' Disappointments all my Days, I've been by thee opprest: Yea, curs'd and cross'd in all the Ways, Where other Men were blest.

Verse 5

The Good I sought, was still deny'd By thee, vain World, with Scorn, Until my Soul, in Anguish cry'd, O Lord, why was I born?

Verse 6

Then, lifting up my weeping Eye, I saw my Saviour stand, Array'd in glorious Majesty, The Balance in his Hand.

Verse 7

This World, and all its Glories high, He weigh'd with prudent Care, Against the lightest Vanity, And found it lighter far.

Verse 8

His Love-Designs he made me know: Then that fictitious Dream, This World, with all the painted Show, Flew up and kick'd the Beam.

Verse 9

Now art thy crucify'd to me; Yet I've sustain'd no Loss: And I am crucify'd to thee, Thanks to my Saviour's Cross!

Verse 10

No more deluded by thy Smiles, Nor crush'd beneath thy Frown; My Jesus blasts thy Cobweb Wiles, And gives the glorious Crown.