''ANGEL VOICES SAY''

                The pure,the bright,the beautiful          

                That stirred our hearts in youth;

                The impulses to wordless prayer,

                The streams of love and truth;

                The longing after something lost,

                The spirit's yearning cry;

                The striving after better hopes,

                These things can never die.

                The timid hand streched forth to aid 

                A brother in his need;

                A kindly word in grief's dark hour 

                That proves a friend indeed;

                The plea for mercy softly breathed 

                When justice threatens high;

                The sorrow of a contrite heart-

                These things shall never die.

                                

                Let nothing pass,for every hand

                Must find some work to do;

                Lose not a chance to waken love;

                Be firm and just and true;

                So shall a light that cannot fade;

                Beam on thee from on high,

                And angel voices say to thee--

                These things shall never die..

                                             --charles dickens