P36c. When Man grows bold in Sin

1 When Nan grows bold in Sin,
My Heart within me cries,
"He hath no Faith of God within,
Nor Fear before his Eyes."

2 [He walks a-while conceal'd
In a Self-flatt'ring Dream,
Till his dark Crimes at once reveal'd
Expose his hateful Name.]

3 His Heart is false and foul,
His Words are smooth and fair;
Wisdom is banish'd from his Soul,
And leaves no Goodness there.

4 He plots upon his Bed
New Mischiefs to fulfil
He sets his Heart, and Hand, and Head,
To practise all that's ill.

5 But there's a dreadful GOD,
Tho' Men renounce his Fear;
His Justice hid behind the Cloud,
Shall one great Day appear.

6 His Truth transcends the Sky,
In Heav'n his Mercies dwell;
Deep as the Sea his Judgments lie,
His Anger burns to Hell.

7 How excellent his Love,
Whence all our Safety springs!
O never let my Soul remove
From underneath his Wings.

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First Line: When Man grows bold in Sin
Meter: Short Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
Scripture:
Topic: Afflicted: Submission to them; Atheism: practical; Attributes of God (10 more...)
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