(Rom. 12 :16.)

We do not crave a shining sphere
In which to win the world's applause:
We crave that loyal love sincere
Which swerves not from a righteous cause:
In all our conscious need we ask
For fitness for our daily task.

Where self expires, true life begins :
From dying seed comes golden grain:
Unselfish love the victory wins;
And those who serve are those who reign:
For each day's task we therefore plead
To have the fitness that we need.

T. Watson