42. The Worldling

1 "My barns are full, my stores increase,
And now for many years,
Soul eat and drink, and take thine ease,
Secure from wants and fears."

2 Thus, while a worldling boasted once,
As many now persume;
He heard the Lord himself pronounce,
His sudden awful doom.

3 "This night, vain fool, thy soul must pass
Into a world unknown;
And who shall then the stores possess,Which thou hast call'd thine own?"

4 Thus blinded mortals fondly scheme,
For happiness below;
'Till death disturbs the pleasing dream,
And they awake to woe.

5 Ah! who can speak the vast dismay
That fills the sinner's mind,
When torn by death's strong hand away,
He leaves his all behind.

6 Wretches who cleave to earthly things,
But are not rich to God;
Their dying hour is full of stings,
And hell their dark abode.

7 Dear Saviour make us timely wise,
Thy gospel to attend;
That we may live above the skies,
When this poor life shall end.

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First Line: My barns are full, my stores increase
Title: The Worldling
Language: English
Publication Date: 1803
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