Show god s service I 1 thought within those cherished days of old oh da that knew the tinge of morning sky when night a blue star veil vanishes on high and flares the first wild radiance of gold alone the hazy lengths of tie d and wold that my chief services to him must II 11 in rapt devotion the inner eye of meditation opening toward the fold but lo 10 the vast is gray and I 1 have learned long gone ah how the truth ha pierced me through that ills approval Is the fullest earned by worship in the kindly d eds we god s service Is as broad as needs that cry god s service knits man to eten L W L jennine Jenn lne |