(SUNG AT A REDEDICATION, WHEATON SEMINARY, MASSACHUSETTS.) LIFE is growth, and growth is change: Shall the new be counted strange, While the rich Past lends perfume To the Present in its bloom? Giving on -- as they have given, Passed beyond us into heaven -- Hearts in this Thy service, Lord, Find their gift its own reward. New things blossom out of old; Fading lives with youth unfold, Standing in Thy sunrise bright, Bearing flower and fruit of light. Looking up into Thy face, Let us broaden, in our place; Glad in opening wide our doors, -- Glad in pouring out our stores! Let our wish, our plan, our end, With Thy widening purpose blend! Shape Thou what we will and do -- Thou, who makest all things new! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAWTHORNE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW A DEDICATION by ALFRED TENNYSON PUCK'S SWEETHEART by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE WATERS OF LETHE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE TO SIR THOS. BARLOW, P.R.C.P. by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES A CHILD'S GRACE AT FLORENCE; A.A.E.C. by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: VENICE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON GIFTS by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE SUMMONER'S TALE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |