A Creed
To Mr. David Lubin
To Mr. David Lubin
To Mr. David Lubin
There is a destiny that makes us brothers:None goes his way alone:All that we send into the lives of othersComes back into our own.I care not what his temples or his creeds,One thing holds firm and fast—That into his fateful heap of days and deedsThe soul of a man is cast.
There is a destiny that makes us brothers:None goes his way alone:All that we send into the lives of othersComes back into our own.I care not what his temples or his creeds,One thing holds firm and fast—That into his fateful heap of days and deedsThe soul of a man is cast.
There is a destiny that makes us brothers:None goes his way alone:All that we send into the lives of othersComes back into our own.
There is a destiny that makes us brothers:
None goes his way alone:
All that we send into the lives of others
Comes back into our own.
I care not what his temples or his creeds,One thing holds firm and fast—That into his fateful heap of days and deedsThe soul of a man is cast.
I care not what his temples or his creeds,
One thing holds firm and fast—
That into his fateful heap of days and deeds
The soul of a man is cast.