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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412677" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn 156</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Presumption and despair; or, Satan's various temptations.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hate the tempter and his charms,<br>I hate his flatt'ring breath;<br>The serpent takes a thousand forms<br>To cheat our souls to death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,<br>Or kills with slavish fear;<br>And holds us still in wide extremes,<br>Presumption or despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now he persuades, "How easy 'tis<br>To walk the road to heav'n;"<br>Anon he swells our sins, and cries,<br>"They cannot be forgiv'n."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[He bids young sinners "yet forbear<br>To think of God, or death;<br>For prayer and devotion are<br>But melancholy breath."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He tells the aged, "they must die,<br>"And 'tis too late to pray;<br>In vain for mercy now they cry,<br>For they have lost their day."]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus he supports his cruel throne<br>By mischief and deceit,<br>And drags the sons of Adam down<br>To darkness and the pit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Almighty God, cut short his power,<br>Let him in darkness dwell<br>And that he vex the earth no more,<br>Confine him down to hell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412677" data-title="Hymn 156 de Isaac Watts" data-description="Presumption and despair; or, Satan's various temptations. I hate the tempter and his charms, I hate his flatt'ring breath; The serpent takes a thousand forms To cheat our souls to death. He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, Or kills with slavish..."></div> </div> </div>
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