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OVER AND OVER AGAIN

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 24, 1874

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 44, No. 22.

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OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

Over and over again, No matter which way I turn, I always find in the Book of Life Some lessons I have to learn, I must take my turn at the mill, I must grind out the golden grain, I must work at my task with a resolute will, Over and over again.
We cannot measure the need Of even the tiniest flower, Nor check the flow of golden sands That run through a single hour, But the morning dews must fall, And the sun and the summer rain Must do their part, and perform it all Over and over again.
Over and over again, The brook through the meadow flows, And over and over again The ponderous mill-wheel goes. Once doing will not suffice, Though doing be not in vain; And a blessing, failing us once or twice, May come, if we try again.
The path that has once been trod Is never so rough to the feet; And the lesson we once have learned Is never so hard to repeat. Though sorrowful tears may fall, And the heart to its depths be riven With storm and tempest, we need them all To render us meet for Heaven.