Scripture Verse

The tempter came to Him, he said, If Thou be the Son of God, command that these stones be made bread. Matthew 4:3

Introduction

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Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, Hymns and Spi­ri­tu­al Songs, Book 2, 1709, num­ber 156. Pre­sump­tion and des­pair; or, Sa­tan’s Va­ri­ous temp­ta­tions.

Music: Mir­field Ar­thur Cott­man, 1872 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Cott­man (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

I hate the tempt­er and his charms,
I hate his flat­ter­ing breath;
The ser­pent takes a thou­sand forms
To cheat our souls to death.

He feeds our hope with airy dreams
Or kills with slav­ish fear;
And holds us still in wide ex­tremes,
Presumption or des­pair.

Now he per­suades, How ea­sy ’tis
To walk the road to Heav’n
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Anon he swells our sins, and cries,
They can­not be for­giv’n.

He bids young sin­ners, Yet for­bear
To think of God, or death;
For pray­er and de­vo­tion are
But me­lan­cho­ly breath.

He tells the ag­èd, they must die,
And ’tis too late to pray;
In vain for mer­cy now they cry,
For they have lost their day.

Thus he sup­ports his cru­el throne
By mis­chief and deceit,
And drags the sons of Ad­am down
To dark­ness and the pit.

Almighty God, cut short his pow­er;
Let him in dark­ness dwell;
And that he vex the earth no more,
Confine him down to hell.

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Denying Satan
Carl H. Bloch (1834–1890)