I Live for Those Who Love Me

I live for those who love me

For those I know are true

For the Heav’n that smiles ab­ove me

And awaits my spir­it

too;

For all hu­man ties that bind me

For the task by God as­signed me

For the bright hopes left be­hind me

And the good that I can do.

I live to hail the sea­son

By bards and seers fore­told;

When men shall live by rea­son

And not alone for gold;

When man to man unit­ed

And ev­ery wrong thing right­ed

The whole world shall be light­ed

As Ed­en was of old.

I live for those who love me

For those who know me true

For the Heav’n that smiles ab­ove me

And awaits my spir­it

too;

For the wrong that needs re­sist­ance

For the cause that lacks as­sist­ance

For the fu­ture in the dist­ance

For the good that I can do.