Hymnal: The Pilgrim's Hymn Book
Date: 1816
Compiler: Joseph Thomas
Publisher/Printer: J Foster
First Line: The man of riches fareth well
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: LM
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Hymn Number: LXXI
Page Number: 098, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThe man of riches fareth well-
With pride and scorn his heart doth swell;
He disregards the beggar's state,
And thinks not on his future fate.
The beggar lingers out his days-
He spends his time in thanks and praise;
At last he dies and soars to rest;
In Abram's bosom he is blest.
The rich man he doth also die,
In hell he then doth raise his cry,
To mitigate his awful pain-
But all his wishes are in vain.
The proud, the wicked and the great;
The humble christian they do hate-
They live in fashion and in lust,
But all must mingle with the dust.
The christian begs and prays to God,
And bears afliction's painful rod;
In patience he doth run his race,
And with his Jesus finds his place.
The beggar then is highly thron'd,
And by the Angels kindly own'd;
May I despise the present shame,
And glory in eternal fame.