HYMN
to
CONTEMPT
.
I.
WElcome
,
Contempt
!
Stern
,
faithful
Guide
,
Unpleasing
,
healthful
Food
!
Hail
pride-sprung
Antidote
of
Pride
,
Hail
Evil
turn'd
to
Good
!
II
.
Thee
when
with
awful
Pomp
array'd
Ill-judging
Mortals
see
,
Perverse
they
fly
with
coward
Speed
,
To
Guilt
they
fly
from
Thee
.
III
.
Yet
if
One
haply
longing
stands
To
choose
a
Nobler
Part
,
Ardent
from
Sin's
ensnaring
Bands
To
vindicate
his
Heart
:
IV
.
Present
to
end
the
doubtful
Strife
,
Thy
Aid
he
soon
shall
feel
;
Confirm'd
by
Thee
,
tho'
warm
in
Life
,
Bid
the
vain
World
farewell
.
V.
Thro'
Thee
he
treads
the
shining
Way
That
Saints
and
Martyrs
trod
,
Shakes
off
the
Frailty
of
his
Clay
,
And
wings
his
Soul
for
GOD
.
VI
.
His
Portion
Thou
,
he
burns
no
more
,
With
fond
Desire
to
please
;
The
fierce
,
distracting
Conflict's
o'er
And
all
his
Thoughts
are
Peace
.
VII
.
Sent
by
Almighty
Pity
down
,
To
Thee
alone
'tis
giv'n
With
glorious
Infamy
to
crown
The
Favourites
of
Heav'n
.
VIII
.
With
Thee
Heav'n's
Fav'rite
Son
,
when
made
Incarnate
,
deign'd
t'
abide
;
To
Thee
he
meekly
bow'd
his
Head
,
He
bow'd
his
Head
,
and
dy'd
.
IX
.
And
shall
I
still
the
Cup
decline
,
His
Suff'rings
disesteem
,
Disdain
to
make
this
Portion
mine
When
sanctify'd
by
Him
?
X.
Or
firm
thro'
Him
and
undismay'd
,
Thy
sharpest
Darts
abide
?
Sharp
as
the
Thorns
that
tore
his
Head
,
The
Spear
that
pierc'd
his
Side
.
XI
.
Yes
—
since
with
Thee
my
Lot
is
cast
,
I
bless
my
GOD's
Decree
,
Embrace
with
Joy
what
He
embrac'd
,
And
live
and
die
with
Thee
!
XII
.
So
when
before
th'
Angelic
Host
To
each
his
Lot
is
giv'n
,
Thy
Name
shall
be
in
Glory
lost
,
And
Mine
be
found
in
Heav'n
!