Poem by John Bunyan

Of Man by Nature

From God he's a backslider,
Of ways he loves the wider;
With wickedness a sider,
More venom than a spider.
In sin he's a considerer,
A make-bate and divider;
Blind reason is his guider,
The devil is his rider. 

1. Upon the Thief
2. Love Inducin Christian Conduct
3. Upon the Swallow
4. Meditations upon an Egg
5. To the Reader

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