362. He liveth long who liveth well

1 He liveth long who liveth well;
All else is being flung away;
He liveth longest who can tell
Of true things truly done each day.

2 Be what thou seemest; live thy creed;
Hold up to earth the torch divine;
Be what thou prayest to be made;
Let the great Master's steps be thine.

3 Fill up each hour with what will last;
Use well the moments as they go;
The life above, when this is past,
Is the ripe fruit of life below.

4 Sow truth, if thou the truth wouldst reap;
Who sows the false shall reap the vain;
Upright and sound thy conscience keep;
From hollow words and deeds refrain.

5 Sow love, and taste its fruitage pure;
Sow peace, and reap its harvest bright;
Sow sunbeams on the rock and moor,
And find a harvest-home of light.

Text Information
First Line: He liveth long who liveth well
Author: Dr. H. Bonar, 1808-1889
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: Life: Its Opportunities; The Church and the Kingdom of God: Social Service; Opportunity
Tune Information
Name: ST. CRISPIN
Composer: Sir G. J. Elvey, 1816-1893
Meter: L.M.
Key: E♭ Major



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