Based on Psalm 39: 5 - 7
Well, at length I plainly see
Every man is vanity;
In his best and brightest form,
But a shadow or a worm.
Such a shade I am in view,
Empty, dark and fleeting too;
Such a worm of nothing worth,
Crawling out and in the earth.
[Very foolish, very base,
Notwithstanding Jesus' grace.
Murmuring oft for gospel-bread,
Growing wanton when full fed.]
[Brisk and dull in half an hour,
Hot and cold, and sweet and sour;
Sometimes grave at Jesus' school,
Sometimes light, and play the fool.]
What a motley wretch am I!
Full of inconsistency!
Sure the plague is in my heart,
Else I could not act this part.
Let me come unto my Lord,
Self-condemned and abhorred;
Take the sinner's safe retreat,
Lie and blush at Jesus' feet.
[If my heart is broken well,
God shall surely with me dwell;
Yet amazed I will be,
How the Lord should dwell with me.]
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