Classic Poem

Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoe'er estate,
I have a fellowship with hearts
To keep and cultivate;
A work of lowly love to do
For him on whom I wait.

I ask thee for a thoughtful love,
Through constant watching wise
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,
And wipe the weeping eyes;
A heart at leisure from itself
To soothe and sympathize.

In service which thy will appoints
There are no bonds for me:
My inmost heart is taught the truth
That makes thy children free, —
A life of self-renouncing love
Is a life of liberty.