AN IMITATION OF DR. WATTS.

By Eugene Field

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.