Poems (Edwards)/Remember the Poor

REMEMBER THE POOR.
When the bleaks winds of winter
Are howling around,
And the snow-flakes are falling
Like pearls to the ground,
When the tempest is stealing
Around to your door,
And you shrink from its terror,
Remember the poor.

When around the warm hearth-stone
You gather at night,
When your friends are all with you,
And your hopes are all bright,
When you count with affection,
The loved number o'er,
As they cluster around you,
Remember the poor.

When plenty surrounds you,
And comforts are yours,
When heaven each moment
Some blessing bestows,
When pleasures, the sweetest
And dearest, you know,
O! turn from them often,
To think of the poor.