With heart and soul, with mind and might

With heart and soul, with mind and might,
In many a glad and grateful throng,
The aged and the young unite
To sing their Pentecostal song.

This day brings sweet remembrances
Of hallow'd seasons gone before,
And pledges greater things than these,
To schools and teachers, still in store.

Thus every year bequeaths one day
Of special blessings to record;
With dear companions by the way,
While following on to know the Lord.

A gathering bore on pilgrimage
Refreshes thousands in their course;
A field-day here gives those who wage
War with the world, redoubled force.

Among the annals of the past,
This happiest day let us enrol,
And year by year, while life shall last,
Inscribe a happier on the scroll.

Can such a consummation be?--
This day is ours,--the only one;
To spend it for eternity
Will be the good work well begun.

Sacred Poems and Hymns