And taught me, in each object, God to find!
Blest be that care that guards my ev’ry day;
That feeds, and clothes, and guides me through my way.
Accept my thanks for this enliv’ning hour;
This cheerful taste of bliss, that thrills through ev’ry power.
Grateful would I thy present blessings share,
And trust my whole of being to thy future care.
THE PROSTITUTE.
As trav’llers thro’ life’s varied paths we go,
What sights we pass of wretchedness, and woe!