p. 15 | This Busy World by Nixon Waterman

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jun 2, 1910

This Busy World

By Nixon Waterman

It is a very busy world in which we mortals meet; There are so many weary hands, so many tired feet; So many, many tasks are born with every morning's sun, And though we labor with a will, the work seems never done. And yet for every moment's task there comes a moment's time; The burden and the strength to bear are like a perfect rhyme. The heart makes strong the honest hand, the will seeks out the way; Nor must we do to-morrow's work, nor yesterday's, to-day.

We scale the mountain's rugged side, not at one mighty leap, But step by step and breath by breath we climb the lofty steep. Each simple duty comes alone, our willing strength to try; One little moment at a time, and so the days go by. With strength to lift and heart to hope, we strive from sun to sun, A little here, a little there, and all our tasks are done. There's time to toil, and time to sing, and time for us to play; Nor must we do to-morrow's work, nor yesterday's, to-day.

— Nixon Waterman.