I`d like to think when life is done That I had filled a needed post. That here and there I`d paid my fare With more than idle talk and boast; That I had taken gifts divine. The breath of life and manhood fine, And tried to use them now and then In service for my fellow men. I`d hate to think when life is through That I had lived my round of years A useless kind, that leaves behind No record in this vale of tears; That I had wasted all my days By treading only selfish ways, And that this world would be the same If it had never known my name. I`d like to think that here and there, When I am gone, there shall remain A happier spot that might have not Existed had I toiled for gain; That someone`s cheery voice and smile Shall prove that I had been worth while; That I had paid with something fine My debt to God for life divine.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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