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VANITY OF RICHES




Vain in the sinnerís pomp and state,
Dear Lord, compared with thee!
All that the world calls good and great,
Is sordid dust to me.


When conscience stings and justice frowns,
Created helps are vain,
Nor sparkling gems, nor glittering crowns,
Can ease the inward pain.


When nature to distemper yields,
And sicknesses abound,
In large estates and fruitful fields,
No comfort can be found.


When death with his commission comes,
To bear the soul away,
Not all the miserís hoarded sums
Can bribe a momentís stay.


Let others then their riches boast,
While Satan blinds their eyes;
Lord, in thy mercy I would trust,
And this vain world despise.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Lk 16:19;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 757
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. BERNARD
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1741
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