Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up to death, Rise then my thoughts to God on high, For we are mortals born to die.

Full Text
Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up to death, Rise then my thoughts to God on high, For we are mortals born to die.
Listed on Page Number
294
Sampler Worked By
Mary Maria Cook
Date of Sampler
1820
Place Sampler Made
n.p.
Sampler Listed on Page
142
Author/Publication/Country/Date
Watts, Isaac. The Psalms of David…2nd ed. London: J. Clark, 1719. p. 111. and Watts, Isaac. Horae Lyricae: Poems, Chiefly of the Lyric kind…London: John Lawrence, 1706. pg.142
Notes
First couplet, Psalms: https://archive.org/details/staaaimi00watt/page/111/mode/1up?q=%22infant+breath%2C%22++ Second couplet, Horae: https://archive.org/details/horkipoem00watt/page/142/mode/1up?q=soar The second couplet is a variation on Watt’s poem.