HYMN 122 L. M.
Retirement and meditation.
My God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee;
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.
Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heav'nly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Savior, go?
Call me away from flesh and sense,
One sovereign word can draw me thence;
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn,
Let noise and vanity begone;
In secret silence of the mind
My heav'n, and there my God, I find.
Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Book II, 1707
1 comment:
It is innate for the human flesh to crave and seek all he can get. I know there are times when we shall deny that we are wallowed up in fleshly pursuits, but it still exists. Man's nature is counter toward the things of God. We seek the worldy attention, even if at times subconsiously. Let us seek to meditate on the things of God all the more, and put the flesh into retirement.
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