Edward Young,
Young's Night Thoughts
“ A Deity believed, is joy begun;A Deity adored, is joy advanced;A Deity beloved, is joy matured.Each branch of piety delight inspires;Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next,O’er death’s dark gulf, and all its horror hides;Praise, the sweet exhalation of our joy,That joy exalts, and makes it sweeter still; 720Prayer ardent opens heaven, lets down a streamOf glory on the consecrated hourOf man, in audience with the Deity.Who worships the great God, that instant joinsThe first in heaven, and sets his foot on hell.Lorenzo! when wast thou at church before? ”
