I Live To Hail That Season By Gifted One Foretold, When Men Shall Live By Reason, And Not Alone By Gold.
For The Cause That Lacks Assistance, The Wrong That Needs Resistance, For The Future In The Distance, And The Good That I Can Do.
I Live For Those Who Love Me, Whose Hearts Are Kind And True; For The Heaven That Smiles Above Me, And Awaits My Spirit Too; For All Human Ties That Bind Me, For The Task By God Assigned Me, For The Bright Hopes Yet To Find Me, And The Good That I Can Do.
I Live For Those Who Love Me, For Those Who Know Me True, For The Heaven So Blue Above Me, And The Good That I Can Do.
