No true, lasting happiness ever deriving:
The gain of this one thing all loss can requite,
And teach me in all things to find some delight.
Soul, wilt thou this one thing find thee?
Seek it in no earthly end;
Leave all Nature far behind thee,
High above the world ascend:
For where God and man both in one are united,
With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted;
There, there is the worthiest lot and the best,