1 Redeemed ones the Heirs of GOD,
So dearly bought with JESU's Blood!
Are they not born to heavenly Joys,
And shall they stoop to earthly Toys?

2 Can Laughter feed th' immortal Mind?
Were Spirits of celestial Kind
Made for a Jest, for Sport and Play,
To wear out Time, and waste the Day!

3 Doth vain Discourse, or empty Mirth,
Well suit the Honours of their Birth?
Shall they be fond of gay Attire,
Which Children love, and Fools admire?

4 What if we wear the riches Vest,
Peacocks and Flies are better drest,
This Flesh, with all its gaudy Forms,
Must drop to Dust, and feed the Worms.

5 LORD, raise our Hearts and Passions higher;
Touch our vain souls with sacred Fire;
Then, with a Heaven-directed Eye
We'll pass these glittering Trifles by.

6 We'll look on all the Toys below
With such Disdain as Angels do;
And wait the Call that bids us rise
To Mansions promis'd in the Skies.