Maxioms by Bishop Reginald Heber
When Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil.
When Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil.
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single
excuse.
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single
excuse.
Before, beside us, and above
The firefly lights his lamp of love.
Before, beside us, and above
The firefly lights his lamp of love.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
Then on! then on! where duty leads,
My course be onward still.
Then on! then on! where duty leads,
My course be onward still.
