A Promise Made Is A

Ah! The Clock Is Always Slow; It Is Later Than You Think.

Now A Promise Made Is A Debt Unpaid, And The Trail Has Its Own Stern Code.

It Isn't The Mountain Ahead That Wears You Out; It's The Grain Of Sand In Your Shoe.

Some Praise The Lord For Light, The Living Spark; I Thank God For The Night The Healing Dark.

Our Breath Is Brief, And Being So Let's Make Our Heaven Here Below, And Lavish Kindness As We Go.