Hymn 2:150 [Sin Has A Thousand Treacherous Arts]

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Title:     Hymn 2:150 [Sin Has A Thousand Treacherous Arts]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

The deceitfulness of sin.

Sin has a thousand treacherous arts
To practise on the mind;
With flattering looks she tempts our hearts
But leaves a sting behind.

With names of virtue she deceives
The aged and the young;
And while the heedless wretch believes,
She makes his fetters strong.

She pleads for all the joys she brings,
And gives a fair pretence;
But cheats the soul of heavenly things,
And chains it down to sense.

So on a tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden food;
Our mother took the poison there,
And tainted all her blood.

[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Hymn 2:150 [sin Has A Thousand Treacherous Arts]

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