Show KT there be many windows In your soul That all the glory of the universe Miry beautify It Not the narrow pane Of ono poor ctreil can catch tho rndlanl l rays That shine from countless sources Tearaway Tear-away Tin blinds of miperatUlon Let the light Pour through fair wlmlown broad as truth Itself And high an lienven Tuno your ear To all the wordless music of the stars And to tho volco of nature and your heart Shall turn to truth and goodness ns the plant Turns to the sun A thousand unseen hands Reach down to help you to their peace crowned heights And all the forces of the firmament Shall fortify your BtnuiKth lie not afraid To thrust nsldu half ruths nnd grasp the whole |