They Who Tread The Path Of Labour
By Henry Van Dyke
They who tread the path of labour follow where My feet have trod;
They who work without complaining, do the holy will of God;
Every task, however simple, sets the soul that does it free;
Every deed of love and mercy, done to man is done to Me.
Nevermore thou needest seek Me; I am with thee everywhere;
Raise the stone, and thou shalt find Me; cleave the wood, and I am there.
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