Love to the Creatures is Dangerous

Verse 1

How vain are all things here below! How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every sweet a snare.

Verse 2

The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light; We should suspect some danger nigh Where we possess delight.

Verse 3

Our dearest joy, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God!

Verse 4

My Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good.