"The reverent and worshipful fear
of the Lord is the beginning,
the chief and choice part,
of Wisdom, and the knowledge of the
Holy One is insight and understanding."
Proverbs 9:10
We have faith in old proverbs full surely,
For Wisdom has traced what they tell,
And Truth may be drawn up as purely
From them, as it may from "a well".
Let us question the thinkers and doers
And hear what they honestly say;
And you'll find they believe, like bold wooers,
In "Where there's a will there's a way."
The hills have been high for man's mounting,
The woods have been dense for his ax,
The stars have been thick for his counting,
The sands have been wide for his tracks.
The sea has been deep for his diving,
The poles have been broad for his sway,
But bravely he's proved in his striving,
That, "Where there's a will, there's a way."
Have ye vices that ask a destroyer?
Or passions that need your control?
Let Reason become your employer,
And your body be ruled by your soul.
Fight on, though ye bleed in trial,
Resist with all strength that ye may;
Ye may conquer Sin's host by denial;
For "Where there's a will there's a way."
Have ye Poverty's pinching to cope with?
Does Suffering weigh down your might?
Only call up a spirit to hope with,
And dawn may come out of the night.
Oh! much may be done by defying
The ghosts of Despair and Dismay;
And much may be gained by relying
On "Where there's a will there's a way."
Should ye see afar off that worth winning,
Set out on the journey with trust;
And ne'er heed if your path at beginning
Should be among brambles and dust.
Though it is by footsteps yet do it,
And hardships may hinder and stay,
Walk with faith; and be sure you'll get through it;
For "Where there's a will there's a way."
"Where There's A Will There's A Way"
A Poem By Eliza Cook
The wise many bring their learning,
the rich may bring their wealth,
And some may bring their greatness,
and some bring strength and health;
We, too, would bring our treasure to the King;
We have no wealth or learning;
what shall we children bring?
We'll bring Him hearts that love Him;
we'll bring Him thankful praise,
And young souls meekly striving
to walk in holy ways;
And these shall be the treasures
we offer to the King,
And these are gifts that
even the poorest child may bring.
We'll bring the little duties
we have to do each day;
We'll try our best to please Him,
at home, at school, at play;
And better are these treasures
to offer to our King;
Than richest gifts without them-
yet these a child may bring.
From the "Book of Praise for Children"
Written by Edward J. Hopkins
(1818-1901)
But the mercy and loving-kindness of the Lord
are from everlasting to everlasting upon
those who reverently and worshipfully fear Him,
and His righteousness is to children's children."
Psalm 103:17
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