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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412820" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Psalm 107 part 3</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Intemperance punished and pardoned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vain man, on foolish pleasures bent,<br>Prepares for his own punishment;<br>What pains, what loathsome maladies,<br>From luxury and lust arise!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The drunkard feels his vitals waste,<br>Yet drowns his health to please his taste;<br>Till all his active powers are lost,<br>And fainting life draws near the dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The glutton groans, and loathes to eat,<br>His soul abhors delicious meat;<br>Nature, with heavy loads oppressed,<br>Would yield to death to be released.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then how the frighted sinners fly<br>To God for help with earnest cry!<br>He hears their groans, prolongs their breath,<br>And saves them from approaching death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No med'cines could effect the cure<br>So quick, so easy, or so sure;<br>The deadly sentence God repeals,<br>He sends his sovereign word, and heals.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O may the sons of men record<br>The wondrous goodness of the Lord!<br>And let their thankful off'rings prove<br>How they adore their Maker's love</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=412820" data-title="Psalm 107 part 3 de Isaac Watts" data-description="Intemperance punished and pardoned. Vain man, on foolish pleasures bent, Prepares for his own punishment; What pains, what loathsome maladies, From luxury and lust arise! The drunkard feels his vitals waste, Yet drowns his health to please his t..."></div> </div> </div>
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