Thy way, not mine, O Lord

Up, then, with speed, and work; Fling ease and self away — This is no time for thee to sleep — Up, watch, and work, and pray!

Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; For toil comes rest, for exile, home; Soon shalt thou hear the bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal: "Behold, I come."

Thou must be true thyself, If thou the truth wouldst teach; Thy soul must overflow, if thou Another's soul would'st reach! It needs the overflow of heart To give the lips full speech.Think truly, and thy thoughts

In the day of prosperity we have many refuges to resort to; in the day of adversity, only one.

Yes, for me, for me He careth With a brother's tender care; Yes, with me, with me He shareth Every burden, every fear.

Beyond the smiling and the weeping, I shall be soon; Beyond the waking and the sleeping, Beyond the sowing and the reaping, I shall be soon! Love, rest, and home —