1 The world is rich in human lore,
And wise is he who early trains
His mind its riches to explore,
And gather in its golden grains.
2 But wiser he that early seeks
That wisdom whereof we are told
Its merchandise more worth bespeaks
Than merchandise of purest gold.
3 Her price not rubies can command;
All else is dross compared with her;
The length of days is in her hand
And all the honor they confer.
4 O, seek her young! With steadfastness
Cling to her as thy years increase;
For hers are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are paths of peaceSource: The Cyber Hymnal #10991