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When all that matters shall be written down And the long record of our years is told, Where sham, like flesh, must perish and grow cold; When the tomb closes on our fair renown And priest and layman, sage and motleyed clown Must quit the places which they dearly hold, What to our credit shall we find enscrolled? And what shall be the jewels of our crown? I fancy we shall hear to our surprise Some little deeds of kindness, long forgot, Telling our glory, and the brave and wise Deeds which we boasted often, mentioned not. God gave us life not just to buy and sell, And all that matters is to live it well.
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All That Matters
By
EDGAR A. GUEST
Contents
ALL THAT MATTERS2
THE CALL3
OLD-FASHIONED LETTERS4
GOD MADE THIS DAY FOR ME5
FORGETFUL PA6
ALL THAT MATTERS When all that matters shall be written down And the long record of our years is told, Where sham, like flesh, must perish and grow cold; When the tomb closes on our fair renown And priest and layman, sage and motleyed clown Must quit the places which they dearly hold, What to our credit shall we find enscrolled? And what shall be the jewels of our crown? I fancy we shall hear to our surprise Some little deeds of kindness, long forgot, Telling our glory, and the brave and wise Deeds which we boasted often, mentioned not. God gave us life not just to buy and sell, And all that matters is to live it well.
UNTIL SHE DIED Until she died we never knew The beauty of our faith in God. We'd seen the summer roses nod And wither as the tempests blew, Through many a spring we'd lived to see The buds returning to the tree.We had not felt the touch of woe; What cares had come, had lightly flown; Our burdens we had borne alone-- The need of God we did not know. It seemed sufficient through the days To think and act in worldly ways.And then she closed her eyes in sleep; She left us for a little while; No more our lives would know her smile. And oh, the hurt of it went deep! It seemed to us that we must fall Before the anguish of it all.Our faith, which had not known the test, Then blossomed with its comfort sweet, Promised that some day we should meet And whispered to us: "He knows best." And when our bitter tears were dried, We found our faith was glorified.