Classic Poem

Joy and peace dwell in the soul,
They are not found in a flowing bowl;

If we do each day the thing
To be done, it surely peace will bring.

If we look at the things of life,
So trifling, yet so full of strife,

We'll always find twixt right and wrong
There lies the way to joy and song.

The wasters, who spend all their line
In angling after love and wine,

Will shortly wake, and surely find
Their joy was false, and Fate unkind.

The dreamers, who are dull and dead,
Depend on drink to buoy their lead;

They never know the peace of mind,
Which those who search will ever find.

We must seek to fill our days,
With doing deeds in the Master's ways;

For He has given to me and you
Something good in life to do.