And somehow in the mirror of the current

I saw your kindly face look back at me.

Then I reached my eager hands toward you

As one would do to friends across the sea.

Friend O! mine, don’t think that I’ve forgotten,

Tho’ parted now by many a weary mile.

In every little pool I see reflected,

Your eyes forever tender with a smile

And someday when GOD calls me from my dreaming

And draws me from life’s loneliness apart,

I’ll carry all these things that I remember—

About you, up to heaven in my heart.

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Humility

I HAVE come a long way

I

Over sea and sod.

I found nothing small as me,

Nothing great as GOD.

God has in his keeping

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