1 Why do the wealthy wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest portion of the just
Excels the sinner's gold.
2 The wicked borrows of his friends,
But ne'er designs to pay;
The saint is merciful and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
3 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives
Amongst the sons of need;
His mem'ry to long ages lives,
And blessed is his seed.
4 His lips abhor to talk profane,
To slander or defraud;
His ready tongue declares to men,
What he has learn'd of God.
5 The law and gospel of the Lord
Deep in his heart abide;
Led by the spirit and the word,
His feet shall never slide.
6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand,
Preserv'd from every snare;
They shall possess the promis'd land,
And dwell for ever there.
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First Line: | Why do the wealthy wicked boast |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Notes: | Part 2 |