Classic Poem

Go forth my little volume,
And do thy work of love;
Cheer up the tired and lonesome,
And raise their thoughts above.
Thy lessons of humility,
With faith and patience teach;
Where shadows fall the darkest,
May thy rays of brightness reach.

Go forth to teach salvation,
A saviour's dying grace;
Go forth to all the nation
And cheer our struggling race.
May blessings rest upon thee,
And all thy course be bright.
Go forth in faith and purity,
And carry truth and light.