Whare damned devils roar an' yell,
Chain'd to a stake.
Yet I am here, a chosen sample;
To show thy grace is great an' ample;
I'm here a pillar in thy temple,
Strong as a rock,
A guide, a buckler, an example,
To a' thy flock.
But yet, oh Lord! confess I must,
At times I'm fash'd[223] wi' fleshly lust;