And he that does one fault at first And lies to hide it, makes it two. 1 Divine Songs. For 't is their nature too. For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play.
T is like a little heaven below.
Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. A Cradle Hymn. 13 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high. 15 Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, Over the hills where spices grow. Hymns and Spiritual Songs.