All this he urges to the carnal will;
He knows you're slothful, and would have you still.
Be this your answer,—'Satan, I will keep
Still on the watch till you are laid asleep.'
Thus too the Christian's progress he'll retard:—
'The gates of mercy are for ever barr'd,
And that with bolts so driven and so stout,
Ten thousand workmen cannot wrench them out,'
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To this deceit you have but one reply—