Vanity of the World

Verse 1

In vain the giddy world inquires, Forgetful of their God, "Who will supply our vast desire, "Or shew us any good?"

Verse 2

Thro' the wide circuit of the earth Their eager wishes rove, In chace of honor, wealth, and mirth, The phantoms of their love.

Verse 3

But oft these shadowy joys elude Their most intense pursuit; Or if they seize the fancied good, There's poison in the fruit.

Verse 4

Lord, from this world call off my love, Set my affections right: Bid me aspire to joys above, And walk no more by sight.

Verse 5

O let the glories of thy face Upon my bosom shine: Assur'd of thy forgiving grace, My joys will be divine.