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Sheaves of Grain

Genesis.37:7

Help One Another


Of all the joys which life affords,
From childhood’s sunny morning,
Until the paling western sky
Of night’s approach gives warning,
There’s none that springs so swift and sure,
Delights less pure to smother,
As that which thrills and warms the heart
When helping one another.

If days and nights seem born to us


To be consumed by sorrow;
If hourly we have vainly craved
A happier to-morrow;
If from ourselves we loving turn
To some pain-stricken brother,
The sorriest night finds dawning bright
With helping one another.

‘Tis selfish grief that deadliest clings;


But, Christ-like lessons heeding,
We’ll find life’s devious, onward way
To sunnier heights still leading;
Till when these bodies, weak an worn,
Have sought the common mother,
Our souls more joyful sing and soar
For having helped each other.

Author Unknown

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