The Heart's Mission
The Heart's Mission | |
Septimus Winner, 1857
| Oh! dreary was the world to me, "A vale of fear" -- of sin and woe, My weary heart could find no rest, Where e'er my truant feet might go. I learn'd to hate the haunts of man, And spurn'd the soul with pity fraught, |: For human hearts seem'd all deceit, And for a coin were sold and bought. :| | 2. A spell came o'er me and I slept, An Angel then I seem'd to see, Who gently said, "Oh! change thy fate, And this thy heart's new mission be." "Go love thy neighbour as thyself With earnest heart devout and true, |: Do unto others as thou wouldst That others unto thee should do." :| |
| 3. I wakened from my vision, Resolv'd to win the smiles of all, And with a motive true to love, Induce the charm of friendship's call, Oh! then I found new joys on earth, With friends that met my warmth esteem, |: And human nature own'd not half The selfish heart that men would deem. :| |