Quotes from Nathaniel Cotton

Thus hand in hand through life we 'll go; Its checker'd paths of joy and woe With cautious steps we 'll tread.

On God for all events depend; You cannot want when God's your friend. Weigh well your part and do your best; Leave to your Maker all the rest.

If solid happiness we prize, within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam; the world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our bliss must flow, And that dear hut-our home.