Man Has a Soul of Vast Desires

Verse 1

Man has a soul of vast desires,
He burns within with restless fires;
Tost to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.

Verse 2

In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind,
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.

Verse 3

So when a raging fever burns
We shift from side to side by turns,
And ’tis a poor relief we gain
To change the place, but keep the pain.

Verse 4

Great God, subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refin’d.