Students’ Parting Song to Karl G. Maeser

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est burns, think of the energy of thousands of sunny days that escapes the reach of man. Recognize in an unharnessed waterfall, the pitiful, great waste of sunshine. The story of sunshine is but begun. It is always so; that the

things of our daily lives are the ones whose numberless relations make it impossible to deal with them fully in limited time and space.

STUDENTS' PARTING SONG TO KARL G. MAESER.

In' the grave, beloved teacher, Sadly now we lay thee low; But we cry to him the Mighty, "Where he goeth let us go He a meek and lowly teacher, Whom thou gavest for our day He the friend, the sage, the father, Whom thou taketh now away." In the school home where we knew thee. We must see thy vacant chair. But thy spirit shall be with us. We shall feel thy presence there; And thy words so fondly treasured. Like a halo to each life. Shall with us be lamps of wisdom. In the darkening days of strife.

Thou hast pointed us to heaven. When our faltering feet have stayed; Through life's storm, oft come to guide us, When our faith through blindness strayed! Thou has poured the balm of healing. Into hearts that bled and broke; At thy touch of inspiration, Slumb'ring souls to life awoke.

Though our drums now beat the death-march, Though the gift of tears we bring, Thy low bed now strewn with flowers. Yet this parting hath no sting. No, the grave shall not prove victor. Though today we mourn thee gone. Thou a Prince of Love Eternal, In our hearts hath found a throne. Brigham Young Academy, Aretta Young. Feb. 17, 1901.