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| Text: | Life’s Work |
| Author: | Anonymous |
All around us, fair with flowers,
Fields of beauty sleeping lie;
All around us clarion voices
Call to duty stern and high.
Thankfully we will rejoice in
All the beauty God has given;
But beware it does not win us
From the work ordained of Heaven.
Following every voice of mercy
With a trusting, loving heart;
Let us in life’s earnest labor
Still be sure to do our part.
Now, to-day, and not to-morrow,
Let us work with all our might,
Lest the wretched faint and perish
In the coming stormy night.
Now, to-day, and not to-morrow,—
Lest, before to-morrow’s sun,
We too, mournfully departing,
Shall have left our work undone.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | All around us, fair with flowers |
| Title: | Life’s Work |
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Meter: | 7s. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1866 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |