  A well spent life is worth living, It’s far better when it reaches its end; Than a life that is spent in idleness, And has tried no victories to win. Each man for his own life is responsible, It’s his duty to do all he can; For the upbuilding of fallen humanity, Of himself and his fellowman. There are two paths laid out before us, An evil one and a good; They were laid when man was created, By all men they are understood. O we who have chosen the good path, There is much work for us to do; “Behold the harvest is plenteous, But the laborers indeed are few.” If idleness would be less practiced, More business would circle around; Then gossipers, thieves and criminals, Would not so often be found. What earthly thing can equal, A life that has been spent well; Is there any valuation? If so, no one can tell. A well spent life is a jewel, That shines like diamonds and gold; At its close when life is over, A reward the eyes will behold. When life’s short dream is over, After coming thru trouble and strife; A robe and a crown are the final reward, And the value of a well spent life. |
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