For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.

If I am right, Thy grace impart
Still in the right to stay;
If I am wrong, O, teach my heart
To find that better way!

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

No question is ever settled Until it is settled right.

Always do right. That will gratify some of the people and astonish the rest.

All Nature is but art unknown to thee; All chance direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good; And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is is right.