Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.
No one was ever scolded out of their sins.
