THROUGH all my life the poor shall find
In me a constant friend;
And on the meek of every kind
My mercy shall attend.
The dumb shall never call on me
In vain for kindly aid;
And in my hands the blind shall see
A bounteous alms displayed.
In all their walks the lame shall know
And feel my goodness near;
And on the deaf will I bestow
My gentlest words of cheer.
'Tis by such pious works as these,
Which I delight to do,
That men their fellow-creatures please,
And please their Maker too.