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Henry van Dyke

Henry van Dyke

Four Things

Four things a man must learn to do
If he would make his record true:
To think without confusion clearly;
To love his fellow man sincerely;
To act from honest motives purely;
To trust in God and Heaven securely.

#Americans #XIXCentury #XXCentury

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