A Thought

I sat in my study, thinking,
When a pure and holy thought,
In the depths of my quiet consciousness,
Was clearly and sweetly wrought.

"Arise," said the angel message,
"For the world hath need of thee;
Not only to do thy duty well
But to do it cheerfully.

"Not only to help thy brother
The rugged way along,
But to soften the upward path with a smile
And sweeten it with a song.

"Not doing unto others
As they do unto you,
But, denying self, reflect to them
The beautiful, good, and true."

I folded the angel closely,
In humility bowed my head;
Afar, as in distant ecstasy,
A faint "well done," was said.

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Take Notice
October 26, 1899

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