Life Is Growth LIFE is growth, and growth is change: Shall the new be counted strange, While the rich Past lends perfume To the Present in its bloom? Giving on — as they have given, Passed beyond us into heaven — Hearts in this Thy service, Lord, Find their gift its own reward. New things blossom out of old; Fading lives with youth unfold, Standing in Thy sunrise bright, Bearing flower and fruit of light. Looking up into Thy face, Let us broaden, in our place; Glad in opening wide our doors, — Glad in pouring out our stores! Let our wish, our plan, our end, With Thy widening purpose blend! Shape Thou what we will and do — Thou, who makest all things new! |
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