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.’
To this deceit you have but one reply, -
Give to the Father of all Lies the lie.