SONG OF THE SPIRIT

All the aim of life is just
    Getting back to God.
Spirit casting off its dust,
    Getting back to God.
Every grief we have to bear,
Disappointment, cross, despair,
Each is but another stair
    Climbing back to God.

Step by step and mile by mile,--
    Getting back to God.
Nothing else is worth the while--
    Getting back to God.
Light and shadow fill each day,
Joys and sorrows pass away,
Smile at all, and smiling, say,
    Getting back to God.

Do not wear a mournful face
    Getting back to God.
Scatter sunshine on the place
    Going back to God.
Take what pleasure you can find,
But where'er your paths may wind,
Keep the purpose well in mind,--
    Getting back to God.

Poems of Power by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Chicago : W. B. Conkey, 1902.


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