Choosing the
Better Part

                                                                                                                   Beset with snares on every hand,
In life's uncertain path I stand:
Saviour divine, diffuse Thy light,
To guide my doubtful footsteps right.

Engage this roving, treacherous heart
To fix on Mary's better part,
To scorn the treed organs of the day
For joys that none can take away.

Then let the wildest storms arise;
Let tempests mingle earth and skies;
No fatal whipwreck shall I fear,
But all my treasures with me bear.

Since Thou, my Jesus, still art nigh,
Cheerful I live, and joyful die;
Secure, when mortal comforts flee,
To find ten thoBlipnd worlds in Thee!

-- Philip Doddridge, 1755.  (altered)
From C.H. Spurgeon's "Our Own Hymnbook"

Luke 10:42 But one thing is needful: and
Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall
not be taken away from her.

Luke 10:39 And she had a sister called Mary,
which also sat at Jesus' feet, and heard his word.