Written
for
my
Son
,
in
a
Bible
which
was
presented
to
him
.
Welcome
,
thou
sacred
,
solemn
Guest
,
Who
com'st
to
guide
me
to
the
Blest
.
O
Fountain
of
eternal
Truth
,
Thou
gracious
Guardian
of
my
Youth
!
True
Wisdom
to
my
Soul
dispense
,
That
I
may
learn
thy
Will
from
hence
:
Still
let
me
make
thy
Word
my
Rule
,
And
still
despise
the
scorning
Fool
.
Inspir'd
from
thence
,
my
Verse
shall
soar
,
Till
Time
itself
shall
be
no
more
.
Alas
,
my
Soul
!
and
whar
is
great
,
In
Glory
of
a
mortal
Date
?
Henceforth
this
vain
Ambition
spare
,
And
be
Eternity
thy
Care
.