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A loveless, striving manhood — money-getting, that 



is all ; 

 A prim and prudish life, without a fall. 



Oh, who shall dare to say 



Who life's most cast away ; 

 The warm, the wilful wanton man, or he 



Who sleek and slim outside, 



Encas'd in conscious pride, 

 Has Pharisee-like bent in pray'r the knee ? 



May He to each one prove 



A God of boundless love ; 

 Of love and pity far beyond our ken. 



May saint and sinner, too, 



Through Him be born anew. 

 And win the peace allotted unto men. 



4* 4" -^ 



REY hairs are milestones on the road of 

 Life ; 

 They slowly come, and still we heed them 

 not. 

 Till, weary of the turmoil, pleasure, strife, 



We'd rest awhile ; hnding no strength we've got 



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