Deep in a cold, a joyless cell, A doleful gulph of gloomy care! Where dismal doubts and darkness dwell, The dang’rous brink of black despair Chill’d by the icy damps of death, I feel no firm support of faith. How can a burden’d cripple rise?…

1. Ain’t but One God. 2. Honor yer Ma and Pa. 3. No tellin’ tales or gossipin’. 4. Git yer hide ta Sunday meetin’. 5. Ain’t notin’ come before the Lord. 6. No foolin’ with another fellers gal. 7. No killin’, sept fer critters. 8….