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<h2>Watt's Songs</h2>
<h1>AGAINST EVIL</h1>
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<h3>McLOUGHLIN BROS., Publishers,<br/> NEW YORK</h3>
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<h1><i>WATTS' DIVINE AND MORAL SONGS.</i></h1>
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<h2>AGAINST PRIDE IN CLOTHES.</h2>
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<span class="i0">Why should our garments, made to hide<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Our parents' shame, provoke our pride?<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The art of dress did ne'er begin<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Till Eve our mother learnt to sin.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">When first she put the covering on,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Her robe of innocence was gone;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And yet her children vainly boast<br/></span>
<span class="i0">In the sad marks of glory lost.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">How proud we are! how fond to shew<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Our clothes, and call them rich and new,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">When the poor sheep and silkworms wore<br/></span>
<span class="i0">That very clothing long before!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">The tulip and the butterfly<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Appear in gayer coats than I:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Let me be dress'd fine as I will,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Flies, worms, and flowers exceed me still.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Then will I set my heart to find<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Inward adornings of the mind;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">These are the robes of richest dress.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">No more shall worms with me compare,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">This is the raiment angels wear:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The Son of God, when here below,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Put on this blest apparel too.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">It never fades, it ne'er grows old,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">It takes no spot, but still refines;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The more 'tis worn, the more it shines.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">In this on earth would I appear,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Then go to heaven, and wear it there:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">God will approve it in his sight;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">'Tis his own work, and his delight.<br/></span></div>
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