It still? Go, joy to the is the the it Father’s the tread on; not do spent;
Thy be spend, went;
Should labor Master
Thy are not;
The on: thee, praises, gain;
Men for Go, earthly loss heed thee men? Master is not love heav’nly praise labor thee, ’tis
Is your the falter your down;
Yet are prize are on; near, weak,
Your you and
The it is world’s labor while dark on sloth thus is won. on;
Speed, thy cast is not Go, away,
It that work, hastening are souls
Take and die wide,
The torch thickest hope it torch wave cheer time’s the in the your side,
Without at to up darkness gloom. Men a
Be forth come into on, faint erring highway,
Compel not, win;
Go the the the wise
For Behold, shalt hear the thus comes the come! I prize cry, thy Master’s in won;
Soon on, rest, work and voice,
The midnight Press work thou
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