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- SONG 22. Against Pride in Clothes.
- (by Isaac Watts)
- I.
- Why should our garments made to hide
- Our parents shame, provoke our pride?
- The art of dress did ne'er begin,
- Till Eve our mother learnt to sin.
- II.
- When first she put the cov'ring on,
- Her robe of innocence was gone;
- And yet her children vainly boast
- In the sad marks of glory lost.
- III.
- How proud we are! how fond to shew
- Our clothes, and call them rich and new!
- When the poor sheep and silk-worm wore
- That very clothing long before.
- IV.
- The tulip and the butterfly
- Appear in gayer coats than I:
- Let me be drest fine as I will,
- Flies, worms and flowers, exceed me still.
- V.
- Then will I set my heart to find
- Inward adornings of the mind;
- Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace:
- These are the robes of richest dress.
- VI.
- No more shall worms with me compare,
- This is the raiment angels wear;
- The Son of God, when here below,
- Put on this blest apparel too.
- VII.
- It never fades, it ne'er grows old,
- Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould:
- It takes no spot, but still refines,
- The more 'tis worn, the more it shines.
- VIII.
- In this on earth would I appear,
- Then go to heaven, and wear it there:
- God will approve it in his sight,
- 'Tis his own work, and his delight.
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