If thou art fair, deal, lady, fair, <br />And let the scales be even; <br />Forbid the poising beam to rear, <br />And pull thee down from heaven. <br /> <br />Dost thou desire to die in peace, <br />For ev'ry sin forgiven, <br />Give back my right, thy weight decrease, <br />And mount like mine to heaven. <br /> <br />Rather give over to the poor, <br />Take ten and give eleven; <br />Or else be fair, I ask no more, <br />'Tis all required of heaven. <br /> <br />And when on thee for pay I call, <br />Which is but four for seven, <br />Keep nothing back, but pay it all, <br />It is not hid from heaven. <br /> <br />Remember hence the sentence past, <br />The truth in scripture given, <br />Last shall be first, and first be last, <br />In time, in earth, and heaven.<br /><br />George Moses Horton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/false-weight/
