He that is down need fear no fall; He that is low, no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide. I am content with what I have, Little be it or much; And, Lord, contentment still I crave, Because thou savest such. Fulness to such a burden is That go on pilgrimage; Here little, and hereafter bliss, Is best from age to age.
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1648
Sub Title:
Poems of Sentiment: VI. Labor and Rest