That they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to
distribute, willing to communicate;
Laying read more

That they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to
distribute, willing to communicate;
Laying up in store for themselves a good foundation against the
time to come, that they may lay hold on eternal life.

Those who we strive to benefit
Dear to our hearts soon grow to be;
I love my read more

Those who we strive to benefit
Dear to our hearts soon grow to be;
I love my Rich, and I admit
That they are very good to me.
Succor the poor, my sisters,--I
While heaven shall still vouchsafe me health
Will strive to share and mollify
The trials of abounding wealth.

And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
. . . read more

And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
. . . .
From toil we wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.

But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate,
When we lock up our read more

But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate,
When we lock up our lives for wealth, the gold key comes too
late.

Can wealth give happiness? look round and see
What gay distress! what splendid misery!
Whatever fortunes lavishly read more

Can wealth give happiness? look round and see
What gay distress! what splendid misery!
Whatever fortunes lavishly can pour,
The mind annihilates, and calls for more.

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of Have was never large
enough to cover.

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of Have was never large
enough to cover.

'Tis a sort of duty to be rich, that it may be in one's power to do good, riches being read more

'Tis a sort of duty to be rich, that it may be in one's power to do good, riches being another word for power.

The rich are more envied by those who have a little, than by those who have nothing.

The rich are more envied by those who have a little, than by those who have nothing.

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who read more

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who worship dirty gods.