To walk on Earth, and see delights,
That feed and please, even here, their appetites.
Our joys may make a crown
For them. And in His Tabernacle men may be
Like palms we mingled with the Cherubs see.
IV
Men's senses are indeed the gems,
Their praises the most sweet perfumes,
Their eyes the thrones, their hearts the Heavenly rooms,
Their souls the diadems,