| BY those heights we dare to dare, | |
| By the greatness of our prayer, | |
| Ever growing, loftier reaching | |
| To a royaller beseeching, | |
| By the olden woes washed painless, white and stainless in the tears of bitter price, | 5 |
| By the strength of our assurance to endurance of the need of sacrifice, | |
| Not by dreaming but by using, | |
| Not by claiming but refusing, | |
| Then shall dawn on eyes unsealing the revealing of a self that knows and grows, | |
| And the stream of thy devotion find the ocean when its meaning overflows. | 10 |
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| So take the thread that seemed so frail, | |
| Have faith to hope and never quail, | |
| For all the weary woes of earth | |
| And all the hollowness of mirth, | |
| Accept but this divine in man | 15 |
| Believe I ought to means I can, | |
| And comprehend the perfect plan. | |
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| Lift thee o’er thy ‘here’ and ‘now’, | |
| Look beyond thine ‘I’ and ‘thou’, | |
| Every effort points the next, | 20 |
| And the way grows unperplexed | |
| To wider ranges, larger scope, | |
| All things possible to hope! | |
| Till thou feel the breath of morning shadow scorning and on spirit wings unfurled | |
| Win the way to realms of wonder, | 25 |
| Rolling starward with the thunder, | |
| Flashing earthwards with the lightning to the brightening the dark edges of the world, | |
| Till the vastness shall absorb thee, | |
| And the light of lights enorb thee, | |
| And the wings on which thou soarest | 30 |
| Thou wilt need to shade thine eyes, | |
| For the radiance thou adorest, | |
| For the nearness of sunrise; | |
| Then thy strongest strength shall be | |
| In thine own humility, | 35 |
| Wrapt into the holiest holy | |
| In thy worship vastly aisled, | |
| Bend the knee and whisper lowly | |
| ‘Our Father’ with the child! | |
