Classic Poem

I

N O , I'll indulge vain Hopes no more:
I see I'm wretched, blind, and poor;
By mad Delusions led astray,
Till now Conviction shot its Ray.

II

Blest J ESUS ! 'tis thine heav'nly Light
That opens this surprizing Sight,
Shows me myself so long unknown,
And by my Ignorance undone.

III

Welcome this Heart-affecting View,
Tho' dreadful, just; tho' painful, true!
Ye visionary Hopes, farewel,
Ye dreams of Bliss that end in Hell!

IV

Lord , since my Danger now I see,
O let me view my Remedy!
And let the Day, that shows my Wound,
Show me where Healing may be found!

V

The wretched, helpless, poor, and blind
Relief in Thee alone can find.
See one more Sinner from the Dust
Look up, and make thy Name his Trust.

VI

O may that Sun which saw me poor,
Tho' proud of my imagin'd Store,
Dart down his setting Beams on me,
Enrich'd, and safe, and blest in Thee!