Let him who would reproachless be
From all frauds guard his conscience Free.
"We will by fraud win other's wealth"
Even this thought is sin and stealth.
The gain by fraud may overflow
But swift to ruin it shall go.
The fruit that fraud and greed obtain
Shall end in endless grief and pain.
Love and Grace are not their worth
Who watch to waylay dozer's wealth.
They cannot walk in measured bounds
Who crave and have covetous ends.
Men of measured wisdom shun
Black art of fraud and what it won.
Virtue abides in righteous hearts
Into minds of frauds deceit darts.
They perish in their perfidy
Who know nothing but pilfery.
Even the body rejects thieves;
The honest men, heaven receives.
ABSENCE OF FRAUD
