Each Must In Virtue Strive For To

Bid Me To Live, And I Will Livethy Protestant To Be,or Bid Me Love, And I Will Givea Loving Heart To Thee.

Like Will To Like, Each Creature Loves His Kind.

Tis Hard To Find God, But To Comprehend Him, As He Is, Is Labour Without End.

A Careless Shoe String, In Whose Tie I See A Wilde Civility.

In Vain Our Labours Are, Whatsoe'er They Be, Unless God Gives The Benediction.