Good preachers tell without reserve,

How much we creatures sin,

With winsome smiles and loving words They strive each heart to win. Yet they well know the Lord of Lords, When honors are proclaimed, Is he who has of money most, No matter how obtained. The truly good, with money scarce, Are never in the van. What think you, is the world quite fair To truly honest man.

Old Abel was an honest man,

Yet, he was killed by Cain,

And Esau, he was honest, too,

But Jacob stole his reign.

Why! Esau might have stole the pot, And also stole the herbs, And made the pottage for himself Without exchange of words. But, no - just like these honest chaps He paid for herbs and pan. What think you, is the world quite fair, To truly honest man?

The Nazarene - most noted case,

So honest and so good,

To him, what did our humane world,

It piled his back with wood.

And yet the cry is "Follow Him."

While honest, faithful hearts

Obey the cry, and they like him

Are slaughtered in the marts.

Yea, sacrificed to worldly greed,

Led like the precious lamb,

What think you, is the world quite fair, To truly honest man.

Poor Galileo, Socrates, And other honest men, Who spake the truth, for sake of truth, What did the world to them, No glory in their life on earth, But persecution - pain - Just ostracized and crucified To further mammon's gain. This world should speedily be changed To Revelation's plan, Or soon 'twill be no proper place For any honest man.

C. H. Webber.