Beauty and Ugly
When beauty fades away
Ugly approaches soon,
But when ugly fades away
Our place is lost beneath the moon.
The Blessing of God
Close not thy door
To the blessing of God,
Just e’er be humble
And spare the rod.
And when you see a friend
Downhearted and cold
Longing for the warmth
Of a spirited soul,
Just open the heart.
Though it may seem odd,
But to you will come the blessings
Of our own God.
No link or links tighter ties
Than those that are blending to the human lives,
Quote this to memory to have and to hold,
And liven up the spirit when you’re grown old,
And when on earth you’re done
Then you can rest beneath the sod,
For your door was always open
To the blessings of God.