PureInsight | March 12, 2006
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Foolish is the man thinking to himself,
That he alone has all he needs
And repays not the favored kindness,
Nor another's grace does heed
Poor is such a one truly,
For he indeed lacks more than he knows
For in his place a pale shadow only,
Where once a blooming flower there did grow
And for many a time in which have I,
Been laid low for all to see
Yet at that time was ever thankful,
When the outstretched arm set I, from all but weeping, free
But dear lonely friend,
Alone I shall not leave thee
Where whence alone,
Treacherous ones - they can deceive thee
Nay I shall lend my hand,
That you might stand
And not in such dark blackness dwell
I think my friend, you will do well -
This I see
And I for my part -
I shall help thee
