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And washed face, for God looks on the heart.

Lay not up treasures for this world, where moth

And rust corrupt, and thieves break through and steal,

For hardly shall, who riches have, be saved ;

Since, where the treasure is, the heart abides.

Be anxious not for life, nor meat, nor drink,

Nor wherewithal ye shall be cloth'd. The birds

Sow not, nor reap ; the lilies neither toil

Nor spin ; yet God feeds those, and these he clothes

In such array, that Israel's wisest king,

In all his glory, naught with them compares.

Judge not, that ye may not be judged ; nor yet,

The mote within thy brother's eye regard,

But first the beam within thine own cast out.

Ask, and you shall receive; seek, you shall find;

Knock, and it shall be open'd unto you.

Well knows the Father, who in heaven is,

How all his children with good gifts to bless.

All things soever, what ye would that men

Should do to you, do you also to them.

Enter the narrow gate, which leads to life,

And shun the broad, that leads to endless woe.

False teachers heed not, who, though cloth'd as sheep,

Yet inwardly are false and rav'ning wolves.

Not all that name my name shall enter heav'n,

That preach, devils cast out, or wonders work ;

But they, who, hearing, do as I have taught.

That man, who heareth and performs, is he,

Who builds his house upon a rock, which floods

And winds shall beat in vain ; who doeth not,

Is he, who builds upon the sand, whose base,

The angry winds shall sweep as chaff away."

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