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The Pyramid of Life
Our lives are like a pyramid, and riseBy sure gradations, year succeeding year;
The steps we have ascended stand out clear,
And form a stage beneath us, altar-wise.
The steps which yet remain elude our eyes,
But soon with the swift seasons will appear;
And while the summit silently draws near,
The stage on which we work contracts its size.
Without a pause our pyramid we rear,
Which tapers upward as our lifetime flies,
Compact of many a smile and many a tear:
Oh, as our foothold narrows, let us prize
The lessening hours, and walk in holy fear,
By faith and love aspiring to the skies!
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