The Birth Of Jesus Is The Sunrise

So Let The Way Wind Up The Hill Or Down, O’er Rough Or Smooth, The Journey Will Be Joy; Still Seeking What I Sought When But A Boy, New Friendship, High Adventure, And A Crown. My Heart Will Keep The Courage Of The Quest, And Hope The Road’s Last Turn Will Be The Best.

Thou Warden Of The Western Gate, Above Manhattan Bay, The Fogs Of Doubt That Hid Thy Face Are Driven Clean Away: Thine Eyes At Last Look Far And Clear, Thou Liftest High Thy Hand To Spread The Light Of Liberty World-wide For Every Land.

Half Of The Secular Unrest And Dismal, Profane Sadness Of Modern Society Comes From The Vain Ideas That Every Man Is Bound To Be A Critic For Life.

There Is Only One Way To Get Ready For Immortality, And That Is To Love This Life And Live It As Bravely And Faithfully And Cheerfully As We Can.

The Simple Life Which Blandly Ignores All Care And Conflict, Soon Becomes Flabby And Invertebrate, Sentimental And Gelatinous.