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III
Believe in man nor turn away.
Lo! man advances year by year;
Time bears him upward, and his sphere
Of life must broaden day by day.
Lo! man advances year by year;
Time bears him upward, and his sphere
Of life must broaden day by day.
Believe in man with large belief;
The garnered grain each harvest-time
Hath promise, roundness, and full prime
For all the empty chaff and sheaf.
The garnered grain each harvest-time
Hath promise, roundness, and full prime
For all the empty chaff and sheaf.
Believe in man with brave belief;
Truth keeps the bottom of her well;
And when the thief peeps down, the thief
Peeps back at him perpetual.
Truth keeps the bottom of her well;
And when the thief peeps down, the thief
Peeps back at him perpetual.
Faint not that this or that man fell;
For one that falls a thousand rise
To lift white Progress to the skies:
Truth keeps the bottom of her well.
For one that falls a thousand rise
To lift white Progress to the skies:
Truth keeps the bottom of her well.
Fear not for man, nor cease to delve
For cool, sweet truth, with large belief.
Lo! Christ himself chose only twelve,
Yet one of these turned out a thief.
For cool, sweet truth, with large belief.
Lo! Christ himself chose only twelve,
Yet one of these turned out a thief.
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