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==General information==
==General information==
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This is an hymn by [[Isaac Watts]], 1709, Hymn 10 of Book 2, entitles ''Parting with carnal joys''. Meter is {{CiteCat|86. 86 (C.M.)}}.


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==Text and translations==
==Text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
My soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell,
Base as the dirt beneath my feet,
And mischievous as hell.


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No longer will I ask your love,
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Nor seek your friendship more;
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The happiness that I approve
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Lies not within your power.}}
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There's nothing round this spacious earth
That suits my large desire
To boundless joy and solid mirth
My nobler thoughts aspire.


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Where pleasure rolls its living flood,
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From sin and dross refined,
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Still springing from the throne of God,
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And fit to cheer the mind;}}
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{{Text|Simple|
Th' almighty Ruler of the sphere,
The glorious and the great,
Brings his own all-sufficience there,
To make our bliss complete.
 
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd climb the heavenly road;
There sits my Savior dressed in love,
And there my smiling God.}}
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==External links ==
==External links ==

Revision as of 01:39, 10 August 2017

General information

This is an hymn by Isaac Watts, 1709, Hymn 10 of Book 2, entitles Parting with carnal joys. Meter is 86. 86 (C.M.).

Settings by composers

 

Text and translations

English.png English text

My soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell,
Base as the dirt beneath my feet,
And mischievous as hell.

No longer will I ask your love,
Nor seek your friendship more;
The happiness that I approve
Lies not within your power.

 

There's nothing round this spacious earth
That suits my large desire
To boundless joy and solid mirth
My nobler thoughts aspire.

Where pleasure rolls its living flood,
From sin and dross refined,
Still springing from the throne of God,
And fit to cheer the mind;

 

Th' almighty Ruler of the sphere,
The glorious and the great,
Brings his own all-sufficience there,
To make our bliss complete.

Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd climb the heavenly road;
There sits my Savior dressed in love,
And there my smiling God.

External links

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