Seek then Heavens Kingdom, and things that are right,
And all things else shall be upon thee cast;
Holy days of Joy shall never turn to night,
Thy blessed State shall everlasting last.
Live still as ever in thy Makers sight,
And let Repentance purge your Vices past.
Remember you must drink of Death's sharp Cup,
And of your Stewardship accompt give up.
Had you the Beauty of fair Absalom,
Or did your Strength the strength of Sampson pass;
Or could your Wisdom match wise Solomon,
Or might your Riches Cræsus Wealth surpass:
Or were your Pomp beyond great Babylon,
The proudest Monarchy that ever was;
Yet Beauty, Wisdom, Riches, Strength, and State,
Age, Death, and Time, will spoil and ruine it.
Health, Happiness, and all Felicity,
Unto the end may your attendance be.