I will know I have grown

When blessings be the gift I give

To those who spite and condemn



My lips shall disperse knowledge

A wholesome tongue being a tree  of life

Perverseness therein , a breach in the spirit


My heart welcoming correction

Loving reproof.That I may live

Seeking the wise and loving one that reproveth me

Making a cheerful countenance

Breaking of the heart by sorrow not having a place


My mind not refusing correction

as to despise the soul

But fearing and getting understanding

The fear of the Lord being the instruction of wisdom

And before honour, being humility.


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