By errors and perversities,

That no truth shines athwart the lies:

And he, whose eye detects a spark

Even where, to man’s, the whole seems dark,

May well see flame where each beholder

Acknowledges the embers smoulder.

But I, a mere man, fear to quit

The clue God gave me as most fit

To guide my footsteps through life’s maze,

Because himself discerns all ways