LYRIC

1 Happy the man whose wishes climb
To mansions in the skies!
He looks on all the joys of time
With undesiring eyes.

2 In vain soft pleasure spreads her charms,
And throws her silken chain;
And wealth and fame invite his arms,
And tempt his ear in vain.

3 He knows that all these glitt’ring things
Must yield to sure decay;
And sees on time’s extended wings
How swift they flee away.

4 To things unseen by mortal eyes,
A beam of sacred light
Directs his view; his prospects rise
All permanent and bright.

5 His hopes are fix’d on joys to come:
Those blissful scenes on high
Shall flourish in immortal bloom,
When time and nature die.


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Blessy Christlin

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