Verse 1
Shall a poor worm of grace be proud,
Or man mistake himself for God,
Or sacrilegiously allow
That others at his shrine should bow,
His idoliz’d perfections praise,
Or set him in his Maker’s place!
Verse 2
With true humility inspir’d,
A saint abhors to be admir’d,
He makes his blind adorers rise,
Rejects their impious sacrifice,
Their honours blasphemously vain,
And always feels “I am but man!”