The Evils That Beset Our Path

The evils that beset our path,
Who can prevent or cure?
We stand upon the brink of death,
When most we seem secure.

If we to-day sweet peace possess,
It soon must be withdrawn;
Some change may plunge us in distress,
Before to morrow’s dawn.

Disease and pain invade our health,
And find an easy prey;
And oft, when least expected, wealth
Takes wings and lilies away.

Since sin has fill’d the world with woe,
And creatures fade and die;
Lord! wean our hearts from things below,
And fix our hopes on high!