I'd though my will could master stern temptations wily snare
But she gripped me in her clutches sapped my brain & left me bare
Man's poor strength is puny feeble when he walks the trail of Vice
I, who braved my parent's teaching, ridiculed their good advice
Think, then when temptation offers In the person of a friend.
The devil uses traitrous weapons when he seeks to work your end
Do not let your better nature pander to the devil's tools
For the life that he would lead you is the "Paradise of Fools"