Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.@Colossians 3:2
Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Isaac Watts (1674–1748).

Elven Felix Mendelssohn (1809–1847), arranged by William Dressler (1826–1914) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Felix Mendelssohn (1809–1847)

Dead be my heart to all below,
To mortal joys and mortal cares;
To sensual bliss that charms us so,
Be dark, my eyes, and deaf my ears.

Here I renounce my carnal taste
Of the fair fruit that sinners prize:
Their paradise shall never waste
One thought of mine, but to despise.

All earthly joys are overweighed
With mountains of vexatious care;
And where’s the sweet that is not laid
A bait to some destructive snare?

Be gone for ever, mortal things;
Thou mighty mole-hill, earth, farewell!
Angels aspire on lofty wings,
And leave the globe for ants to dwell.

Come, Heav’n, and fill my vast desires,
My soul pursues the sovereign good;
She was all made of heav’nly fires,
Nor can she live on meaner food.