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one departs, See not that they are hovering Forever round our hearts. Like summer bees that hover Around the idle flowers, They gather every act and thought, Those viewless angel-hours; The poison or the nectar The heart's deep flower cups yield, A sample still they gather swift, And leave us in the field. And some flit by on pinions Of joyous gold and blue, And some flag on with drooping wing Of sorrow's darker hue; But still they steal the record And bear it far away; Their mission-flight, by day and night, No magic power can stay. And as we spend each minute That God to us has given, The deeds are known before his throne, The tale is told in heaven. Those bee-like hours we see not, Nor hear their noiseless wings; We often feel--too oft--when flown That they have left their stings. So teach me, heavenly Father, To meet each flying hour, That as they go they may not show My heart a poison flower! So, when death brings its shadows, The hours that linger last Shall bear my hopes on angels' wings, Unfettered by the past. --Christopher Pearse Cranch. TO-DAY The hours of rest are over, The hours of toil begin; The stars above have faded, The moon has ceased to shine. The earth puts on her beauty Beneath the sun's red ray; And I must rise to labor. What is my work to-day? To search for truth and wisdom, To live for Christ alone, To run my race unburdened, The goal my Father's throne; To view by faith the promise, While earthly hopes decay; To serve the Lord with gladness-- This is my work to-day. To shun the world's allurements, To bear my cross therein, To turn from all temptation, To conquer every sin; To linger, calm and patient, Where duty bids me stay, To go where God may lead me-- This is my work to-day. To keep my troth unshaken, Though others may deceive; To give with willing pleasure, Or still with joy receive; To bring the mourner comfort, To wipe sad tears away; To help the timid doubter-- This is my work to-day. To bear another's weakness, To soothe another's pain; To cheer the heart repentant, And to forgiv
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