Sometimes we hardly know its there,
Our guiding cabletow;
If we go down the paths of right,
Its hold we never know;
But if we start the way that’s wrong,
It has a sudden way that strong,
And makes us heed its strength to lead
Down paths we ought to go.

And yet how good a thing to feel,
How fine a thing to know,
That when the baser actions seek
To wreck and overthrow,
When worldly appetites deprave,
Or lower passions would enslave,
We then can feel, like gripping steel,
Our guiding cabletow.

George B. Staff