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By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
Who gives himself with his alms feeds three,
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Who gives himself with his alms feeds three,
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
To pity distress it but human; to relieve it is Godlike.
To pity distress it but human; to relieve it is Godlike.
Shut not thy purse-strings always against painted distress.
Shut not thy purse-strings always against painted distress.
Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.
Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.
Now there was at Joppa a certain disciple named Tabitha, which by
interpretation is called Dorcas: this woman was read more
Now there was at Joppa a certain disciple named Tabitha, which by
interpretation is called Dorcas: this woman was full of good
works and almsdeeds which she did.
Gifts and alms are the expressions, not the essence, of this
virtue.
Gifts and alms are the expressions, not the essence, of this
virtue.
In misery's darkest caverns known,
His useful care was ever nigh,
Where hopeless Anguish pour'd his groan,
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In misery's darkest caverns known,
His useful care was ever nigh,
Where hopeless Anguish pour'd his groan,
And lonely want retir'd to die.