ONE BY ONE. 



One by one the sands are flowing 



One by one the moments fall ; 

 Some are coming, some are goingf, 



Do not strive to grasp them all. 

 One by one thy duties wait thee, 



Let thy whole strength go to each ; 

 Let no future dreams elate thee. 



Learn thou first what these can teach. 



Ono by one, (bright gifts of heaven,) 



Joys are sent thee here below ; 

 Take them readily when given, 



Ready too to let them go. 

 One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, 



Do not fear an armed band; 

 One will fade as others greet thee 

 Shadows passing through the land. 



Do not look at life's long sorrow, 



See how small each moments pain ; 

 God will keep thee for to morrow. 



Every day begin again. 

 Every hour that fleets so slowly, 



Has its task to do or bear ; 

 Luminous the crown and holy, 

 If thou set each gem with care. 



Do not linger with regretting, 

 * Or for pending hours despond ! 

 Nor this daily toil forgetting, 



Look too eagerly beyond ! 

 Hours are golden links, God's tokens 

 Reaching heaven ; but one by one, 

 Take them, lest the chain be broken 

 Ere the pilgrimage be done. 



— From Hovseliold Words. 



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