If
we’re thoughtful, just this minute,
In
whate’er we say and do,
If
we put a purpose in it
That
is honest thro’ and thro’
We
shall gladden life and give it
Grace
to make it all sublime;
For
though life is long, we live it
Just
a minute at a time.
Just
this minute we are going
Toward
the right or toward the wrong;
Just
this minute we are sowing
Seeds
of sorrow or of song.
Just
this minute we are thinking
On
the ways that lead to God,
Or
in idle dreams are sinking
To
the level of the clod.
Yesterday
is gone; to-morrow
Never
comes within our grasp;
Just
this minute’s joy or sorrow,
That
is all our hands may clasp.
Just
this minute! Let us take it
As
a pearl of precious price,
And
with high endeavor make it
Fit
to shine in paradise.
[1] Begun in 1826 as an official newspaper of the
Methodist Episcopal Church, it was originally called the South Western Christian Advocate. It became the most widely-read
periodical in the United States. With the restructuring of the church in 1848
to the Methodist Episcopal Church, South the paper was re-named the Nashville Christian Advocate. In 1858
Nashville was dropped from the name, though the paper continued to be published
there. The newspaper had a wide variety of religious, secular and literary
coverage, everything from church district reports to comments on politics, general
literary selections and one of the most popular features was the obituary
segment, those and notices of deaths of almost anyone and everyone. As the
denomination grew, Christian Advocates
began to be published in many locations and are active today; they all trace
their heritage back to this newspaper.
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