Life Is A Short Venture
The weight of the world is grievous,
by Sidney Johnson
That any man should wish to bear,
Would be a foolish vocation,
Heavy burdened and despair.
Fools would be wise to shun such onus,
Life is a short venture into the ages,
The passage of which must be taken,
And we might yet determine its wages.
Three score and ten we are measured,
More if by faith we are blest,
Toil and trouble and then tis over,
Bowing heads enter then into rest,
So let lay away every burden we may,
Grasping the staff as we go,
Onward to kingdoms yet to be won,
Winding rivers will carry the flow.