The Voices

They will call to you with soft singing voices,Come back! They will beckon, Come back! They will call,Walk with us where the human heart rejoices,Down twisting lanes that lead nowhere at all.

Go you to God, straight as the winged arrow;Mourn not the siren voice that follows after,For though the road may stretch austere and narrow,You shall not lose the singing or the laughter.

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