Robert Pollok

Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.

'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.

'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother
About one vice and fall into another.

What mighty contests rise from trivial things.

What mighty contests rise from trivial things.

Most wondrous book! bright candle of the Lord!
Star of Eternity! The only star
By which the read more

Most wondrous book! bright candle of the Lord!
Star of Eternity! The only star
By which the bark of man could navigate
The sea of life, and gain the coast of bliss
Securely.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.