To worry does no good at all,
But does a lot of harm;
It puts cross lines upon your face,
and dissipates your charm.
Whatever is to be, will be;
That, worry cannot change;
It only serves to dim your joy,
And all your friends estrange.
‘Tis lack of confidence in self
That causes worry’s fright;
A lack of faith in God’s design
Your happiness will delight.
Then case aside those gloomy throughts,
That bring on doubt and fear;
Just live your faith, and trust in Him,
And worry will disappear.