Verse 1
Sinners she with pity saw
Of their own perfection proud,
Pleas’d the public eye to draw,
Forward, turbulent, and loud,
Witnesses of their own grace,
“Instantaneously secure
“Choicest of the chosen race
“Pure at once, intirely pure![”]

Verse 2
Calm from such she turn’d away,
Left them to their God unknown:
Them to judge she coud not stay,
Busied with herself alone;
Free from proud, or bitter zeal,
Nature’s wild or fierce excess,
Studying to be quiet, still,
Still she kept her love and peace.

Verse 3
Walking in her house with God,
Portion’d with the better part,
She her faith by actions show’d,
Martha’s hands, and Mary’s heart:
Labouring on from morn to night,
Still she offer’d up her care,
Pleasing in her Saviour’s Sight,
Sanctified by faith and prayer.

Verse 4
Taught of God himself to please,
Daily she fulfill’d his word,
In her meanest services
Ministring unto the Lord;
Happy, if her constant smile
Might but ease the sufferer’s load,
Soften a companion’s toil,
Win her little ones to good.

Verse 5
Gently she their will inclin’d,
Diligent her house to build,
Wisely, rationally kind,
With divine discretion fill’d:
Far remov’d from each extream,
Conscious why her babes were given,
Heirs of bliss, she liv’d for Them,
Liv’d to train them up for heaven.

Verse 6
Principled with faith unfeign’d,
Blest with Jesus quiet mind,
Every part she well sustain’d,
Bright in every function shin’d:
Simple love with lowly fear
Kept possession of her breast,
Made her every act appear
Wisest, virtuousest, and best.