These things shall never die

February 20, 2007 3:48pm CST
The pure the bright ,the beautiful, That stirred our hearts in youth. The impulese to woedless prayer The dreams of love and trunth The longing after something's lost The spirt's yearning cry, The striving after better hopes- These things can never die The timid had stretched forth to aid A brother in his need, A kindly word in grief'd dark hour That proves a friend indeed The plea for mercy softly breathed, When justice threatens nigh The sorrow of a contrite heart- These things shall never die Let nothing pass for every hand Must find some work to do; Lose not a chance to waken love- Be firm ,and just ,and true; So shall a light that cannot fade Beam on thee from on high And angel voices say to thee-- These things shall never die
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