Loss Is Gain

I turned aside from thought of mortal gain,Seeing that earthly things will fade away;I gave up dreaming, seeing the promise vainThat paints a glowing picture out of clay;There is no hope within the fragile seemingThat finds its shallow life in idle dreaming.

I gave up hate and found a love so newThat all my fancied wrongs were put aside;Love led me onward to a higher viewOf loveliness. I put away my prideIn worldliness, and found life good,Because my listening ear heard God, and understood.

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