Veil, Lord, Mine Eyes Till She Be Past

Veil

Lord

mine eyes till she be past

When fol­ly tempts my sight;

Keep Thou my pa­late and my taste

From glut­ton­ous de­light.

Stop Thou mine ear from si­rens’ songs

My tongue from lies re­strain;

Withhold my hands from do­ing wrongs

My feet from cours­es vain.

Teach

like­wise

ev­ery oth­er sense

To act an hon­est part

But chief­ly set­tle in­no­cence

And pure­ness in my heart;

So naught with­out me or with­in

Shall work an ill ef­fect

By tempt­ing me to act a sin

Or vir­tues to ne­glect.