I Rose Up At The Dawn Of Day
I rose up at the dawn of day Get thee away get thee away Prayst thou for Riches away away This is the Throne of Mammon grey Said I this sure is very odd I took it to be the Throne of God For every Thing besides I have It is only for Riches that I can crave I have Mental Joy & Mental Health And Mental Friends & Mental wealth Ive a wife I love & that loves me Ive all But Riches Bodily I am in God's presence night & day And he never turns his face away The accuser of sins by my side does stand And he holds my money bag in his hand For my worldly things God makes him pay And hed pay for more if to him I would pray And so you may do the worst you can do Be assurd M’ Devil I wont pray to you Then If for Riches I must not Pray God knows I little of Prayers need say So as a Church is known by its Steeple If I pray it must be for other People He says if I do not worship him for a God I shall eat coarser food & go worse shod So as I dont value such things as these You must do M’ Devil just as God please