Classic Poem

In holy alms should Cleargymen excell,
O take this Motto then which fits you well;
Holy alms win: alms they are holy gaine:
None but the holy, holy things retaine.

Win holy alms then, and be sure of this,
In holy alms you win a holy blisse:
Like to the widow, who though all she gave,
Lost nought thereby; but thereby all did save,
In holy alms proceed; holy alms win
A lasting expiation from all sin:
May then our Cleargy learn which way to get,
Storing up heavenly, earthly wealth will fleet.