Sin has a thousand pleasing charms

Verse 1

Sin has a thousand pleasing charms, Which flatter to preserve from harms; She richly gilds her pleasing baits, And calls her trash delicious sweets.

Verse 2

Young men and maidens, rich and poor, Are pleased with her deceptive ore; There’s scarce an eye that views the light, But she can charm by day or night.

Verse 3

Nor are the vessels of the Lord Free from the chirpings of this bird, Her craft and spleen she’ll make them feel, And make them like a drunkard reel.

Verse 4

Her nature’s serpentine indeed; Her strength could make a Samson yield; Nor David could against her stand, When David’s God withheld his hand.

Verse 5

Good God! what can a mortal do, With such a cursèd, artful foe? Let grace divine my soul defend, Nor let me to this monster bend.

Verse 6

[Work in me, Lord, to will and do, My way to Zion to pursue; And while I tread the thorny road, Teach me to lean upon my God.]