620    L.M.     W. Gadsby
“The heart is deceitful above all things.” Jer. 17. 9

1 Sin has a thousand pleasing charms,
  Which flatter to preserve from harms;
  She richly gilds her pleasing baits,
  And calls her trash delicious sweets.

2 Young men and maidens, rich and poor,
  Are pleased with her deceptive ore;
  There’s scarce an eye that views the light,
  But she can charm by day or night.

3 Nor are the vessels of the Lord
  Free from the chirpings of this bird,
  Her craft and spleen she’ll make them feel,
  And make them like a drunkard reel.

4 Her nature’s serpentine indeed;
  Her strength could make a Samson yield;
  Nor David could against her stand,
  When David’s God withheld his hand.

5 Good God! what can a mortal do,
  With such a cursèd, artful foe?
  Let grace divine my soul defend,
  Nor let me to this monster bend.

6 [Work in me, Lord, to will and do,
  My way to Zion to pursue;
  And while I tread the thorny road,
  Teach me to lean upon my God.]