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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.
A hand to labour and a heart to love—That is my mortal destiny and dower;
To ‘serve my generation,’ hour by hour,
And emulate the unselfish joys above;—
A hand to minister, a heart to move
The hearts of others by the gentle power
Of sympathy, which opens like a flower,
And soothes all discords like a brooding dove.
A Hand to labour, and a Heart to bleed,
In Nazareth's workshop and on Calvary's Tree:
Ah, that was God-like sympathy indeed!
There my example and my hope I see;
A mighty Hand for every human need,
And a large Heart to bless and use even me!
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