These words found in the _Church Advocate_ are by Adelaide A.
Proctor:
Do not look at life’s long sorrow;
See how small each moment’s pain;
God will help thee for to-morrow,
So each day begin again.
Every hour that fleets so slowly
Has its task to do or bear;
Luminous the crown and holy,
When each gem is set with care.
Do not linger with regretting,
Or for passing hours despond;
Nor, thy daily toil forgetting,
Look too eagerly beyond.
Hours are golden links, God’s token,
Reaching heaven; but, one by one,
Take them, lest the chain be broken
Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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