With man I would be great and high,
But with my God so lost, that He,
In his large view, should pass me by.
Thus bless'd with children, friend, and wife,
Bless'd far beyond the vulgar lot;
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Of all that gladdens human life,
Where was the good, that I had not?
But my vile heart had sinful spot,
And Heaven beheld its deep'ning stain;