• Lord, let me make this rule
    To think of life as school,
    And try my best
    To stand each test,
    And do my work,
    And nothing shirk.
    Should someone else outshine
    This dullard head of mine,
    Should I be sad?
    I will be glad.
    To do my best
    Is Thy behest.
    Some day the bell will sound,
    Some day my heart will bound,
    As with a shout
    That school is out
    And lessons done,
    I homeward run.