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DEADNESS TO THE WORLD




Vain is the world with all its joys,
When faith a better country spies;
Our souls forsake the empty noise,
With ardour seek their native skies.


Let others live on serpent’s fare,
Or make the shining dust their food;
God is not worth a Christian’s care,
And nought beneath our God is good.


A thousand larger globes than this,
Can never fill th’ immortal mind;
Upwards we soar to realms of bliss,
And seek for pleasure more refined.


The world’s alluring charms appear
A phantom, when exposed to view;
Oft have we bought its wealth too dear,
And now we bid a long adieu.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Heb 11:16;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 766
      MUSIC
      Name: FULDA (WALTON)(GERMANY)
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1815
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