O happy is the man who hears Instruction's warning voice; And who celestial Wisdom makes His early, only choice. For she has treasures greater far Than east or west unfold; And her rewards more precious are Than all their stores of gold. In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy days; Riches with splendid honors joined Are what her left displays. She guides the young with innocence, In pleasure's paths to tread, A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. According as her labors rise, So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.