Temperance

For forty days the Lord abstain'd, (The subtle tempter near) And greatly every bait disdain'd, Self — aw'd and self — severe.

This is the pattern that I set, To keep the flesh in awe; I will not gross desires abet, Withdraw, soul fiend, withdraw.

The fiend withdrew, the Angels came, And worship'd at his feet; "O great Jehovah, word and name "Inestimably sweet!

"How cou'd that cursed serpent dare, "Thine honour to offend?" Says Christ, a little while forbear, 'Tis for a glorious end.

O may I keep the body cool, By fasting on my knees; And follow strict religion's rule, Those days the church decrees.

Keep, keep intemp'rance far away, 'Tis duty and 'tis love; Or how shall I my breast display, To nest my Saviour's dove.