The Wandering Star The Fleeting Wind

The wandering star, and fleeting wind,
Both represent th’unstable mind:
The morning cloud and early dew,
Bring our inconstancy to view.

But cloud, and wind, and dew, and star,
Faint and imperfect emblems are;
Nor can there aught in nature be
So fickle and so false as we.

Our outward walk, and inward frame,
Scarce through a single hour the same;
We vow, and straight our vows forget,
And then these very vows repeat.

With flowing tears, Lord, we confess
Our folly and unsteadfastness:
When shall these hearts more fixed be,
Fix’d by thy grace, and fix’d for thee?