1 O 'tis a lovely thing to see A man of prudent heart, Whose thoughts, and lips, and life agree To act a useful part.
2 When envy, strife, and wars begin, In little angry souls, Mark how the sons of peace come in, And quench the kindling coals.
3 Their minds are humble, mild, and meek, Nor let their fury rise; Nor passion moves their lips to speak, Nor pride exalts their eyes.
4 Their frame is prudence mix'd with love, Good works fulfil their day: They join the serpent with the dove, But cast the sting away.
5 Such was the Saviour of mankind; Such pleasures he pursu'd; His flesh and blood were all refin'd, His soul divinely good.
6 Lord, can these plants of virtue grow In such a heart as mine? Thy grace my nature can renew, And make my soul like thine.