Eye Me, Blest Providence, And Square My

To Know That Which Lies Before Us In Daily Life Is The Prime Wisdom.

That Practis'd Falsehood Under Saintly Shew, Deep Malice To Conceal, Couch'd With Revenge.

If Weakness May Excuse, What Murderer, What Traitor, Parricide, Incestuous, Sacrilegious, But May Plead It? All Wickedness Is Weakness; That Plea, Therefore, With God Or Man Will Gain Thee No Remission.

Apt Words Have Power To Suage The Tumors Of A Troubled Mind.

It Were A Journey Like The Path To Heaven, To Help You Find Them.