To A Street Hustler
Dear hustler, work your way,
Let not others' scorn dismay.
Pray for God's grace, each day,
And your reward will come your way.
But do not kill yourself for gain,
It's not worth the price of pain.
Do not steal or cause another's loss,
Let not your greed bring another's cross.
Take your time, and work your way,
It's not worth it to rush and stray.
Let God's grace be your daily guide,
And you'll find your blessings multiplied.
For He who works with faith and trust,
Shall reap the harvest, He must.
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