<h2 id="id01359" style="margin-top: 4em">Finish Thy Work</h2>
<p id="id01360" style="margin-top: 2em"> No other hand thy special task can do,<br/>
Though trivial it may seem to thee.<br/>
Thou canst not shirk<br/>
God-given work<br/>
And still be blest of Heaven, from sin be free.<br/>
O idler in life's ripened harvest-field,<br/>
Perform thy task, that rich thy work may yield!<br/></p>
<p id="id01361"> Ah, sweet the thought that comes at set of sun,<br/>
If finished is the work of that one day.<br/>
But O the joy<br/>
Without alloy,<br/>
Awaiting him who at life's close can say,<br/>
"I'm ready, Father, to go home to thee;<br/>
The work is finished which thou gavest me."<br/></p>
<h5 id="id01362">MRS. M A LOPER.</h5>
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