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Magna est Veritas.

I want to be a soldier,
From realms of heavenly light,
Be pure in soul, and bold in heart,
And guide all mankind right.
I want to serve the weary,
And cause a light to shine
In every path that's dreary,
To cheer when strength declines.
I want that meek and tender glory
That fills the soul with life,
So dear to youth, to age and hoary,
To all so dear and free from strife.
Our lives are unincumbered
By depressing want and woe,
And the days fly by unnumbered,
Smoothly down time's path they go.

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I'm trying to forge a key
To ope the gates of heaven;
That key's in the hearts of men,
And back its bolts are driven.
Lord strengthen me, that while I stand
On the rock, and strong in Thee,
I may stretch out a loving hand
To wrestle a troubled sea.
Lord, teach me, that I may teach
The things thou dost impart,
Help me and my wants to reach
The depths of many a heart.
“To place my thoughts in one line,”
In a decoration of beauty,
And get behind my conscience,
My whole life's work is duty.
These words come to my mind,
“The work of the world is done by a few,”
These words come from my conscience,
“God looks for a part to be done by you.”