Be in thy cause, as in thy neighbour’s, clear,
So truth shall shield thee or from hurt or fear.
Whatever happens, happy in thy mind
Be thou, nor at thy lot in life repine;
He ’scapes all ill whoso bosom is resign’d;
Nor way, nor weather will be always fine:
Besides, thy home’s not here—a journey this,
A pilgrim thou—then hie thee on thy way;
Look up to God—intent on heavenly bliss,
Take what the road affords and praises pay: