1084    L.M.     A. Steele
The Inconstant Heart. Prov. 28. 26; 3. 5

1 Ah, wretched, vile, ungrateful heart,
  That can from Jesus thus depart,
  Thus fond of trifles vainly rove,
  Forgetful of a Saviour’s love!

2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay,
  And chide each vanity away,
  In vain, alas! resolve to bind
  This rebel heart, this wandering mind.

3 Through all resolves how soon it flies,
  And mocks the weak, the slender ties;
  There’s nought except a power divine
  That can this roving heart confine.

4 Jesus, to thee I would return,
  At thy dear feet repentant mourn;
  There let me view thy pardoning love,
  And never from thy sight remove.