John Kendrick Bangs - The Gifts Divine

FROM earth, and sky, and sea,
Let cheer come unto me,
And mirth, and tenderness,
And all the things that bless,
That I may pass them on to those
Who suffer woes ;
Not keep them for mine own,
Nor joy in them alone,
But share them to the uttermost in deed,
And thought, in all good will, with them that need;
So that when at the end of this, my earthly day,
When I have come returning, all the world will say:
'He richly lived, and lavishly he gave
Of wealth that knows no ceasing with the grave,
But reaches on into the presence of
The Throne Eternal gifts of Cheer and Love.

John Kendrick Bangs

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