Tell me, Christian, yes or no."
"Your love and riches tempt me not.
Both love and riches wait for me.
Accursed be the fatal lot
That brought me o'er the sad, salt sea.
''I spurn a soul that turns to God,
A heart for me that suffers pain.
Be happy in the paths you've trod,
And love a youth who loves again."
When these sad words the captive said,