[MORAL SONG] IV. The THIEF. Isaac Watts Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T185045 K123515.000 Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748. Divine songs: attempted in easy language for the use of children. By I. Watts, D.D. London Printed for J. Buckland; J. F. and C. Rivington; T. Longman; W. Fenner; T. Field; and E. and C. Dilly 1777 pp. 48-49. xii,58,[2]p.; 12⁰.

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[ MORAL SONG ] IV . The THIEF . I. WHY should I deprive my Neighbour Of his Goods against his Will ? Hands were made for honest Labour , Not to plunder or to steal . II . 'Tis a foolish Self-deceiving By such Tricks to hope for Gain : All that's ever got by Thieving Turns to Sorrow , Shame , and Pain . III . Have not Eve and Adam taught us Their sad Profit to compute ? To what dismal State they brought us When they stole forbidden Fruit ? IV . Oft we see a young Beginner Practise little pilf'ring Ways , Till grown up a harden'd Sinner ; Then the Gallows ends his Days . V. Theft will not be always hidden , Tho' we fancy none can spy : When we take a Thing forbidden , GOD beholds it with his Eye . VI . Guard my Heart , O GOD of Heav'n , Lest I covet what's not mine : Lest I steal what is not giv'n , Guard my Heart and Hands from Sin .