Serving

The sweetest lives are those to duty wed,Whose deeds, both great and small, Are close-knit strands of unbroken thread, Where love ennobles all. The world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells; The book of life the shining record tells. Thy love shall chant its own beatitudes After its own life working. A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad. A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong. Thou shalt be served thyself in every sense Of service which thou renderest.

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