Verse 1
We long to worldly pleasures cleave,
Nor will our evil habits leave,
Most gracious Lord, for Thee,
Preferring the delights of sin
Th’ intoxicating joys unclean
To joys of piety.
Verse 2
But when Thou dost our souls convert,
Tasting how excellent Thou art,
How full of pardning grace
We let the world and creature go,
The sweetness of religion know,
And all its pleasant ways.
Verse 3
We every earthly love forsake,
When of thy Spirit we partake,
And drink thy purity;
We own reclining on thy breast,
The old, celestial wine is best,
The love that flows from Thee.