---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Parker, Aubrey
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 20
number: 5
published: 1917-03
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Aubrey Parker, "Resurrection: A Poem," *Improvement Era* 20, no. 5 (March 1917): 387.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2005unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera2005unse
start_page: 387
end_page: 387
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1917-03)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2005unse
  publication_year: 1917
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1917, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Resurrection: A Poem

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SOUL CULTURE                              387

modesty, he become a model; what may I not do,                  my soul,
when these forces are arrayed and sent forth together to conquer
Like the inspired man of old said: I have added to my "faith
virtue; and to virtue knowledge; and to knowledge temperance;
and to temperance patience; and to patience godliness; and to
godliness brotherly kindness and to brotherly kindness charity,"
                                     ;

and if these things be in me and abound, I shall not be barren
noi unfruitful. Against the vices and weaknesses of the world
they shall be as a Spartan phalanx, with a thousand keen spear
points breast high.     Of such powers as these are the world's
great heroes made.
     Now, my soul, let me put upon you the master touch. Let
me give you the lily's markings and the rose's fragrance. Let me
learn to love. Though I be a giant now in latent powers, let me
bow my head to receive the consecration. There is but one high
activity of the soul, and that is service; but one ultimate motive,
and that is love. These powers that you have acquired will fail
you if you have not that. These little traits which form your
character, are but the ministers of state which wait in humble
mien upon the ruler of your destiny. Without service and love,
you cannot be a Lincoln, nor a Paul with them, it is within you
                                             ;

to be more than either.
Pocatello, Idaho

    Note.   The cards shown in this article were taken from   the Youth's
Companion, about     15 years ago.

                             Resurrection

               Now the seeds below are sleeping,
                 In their snow-bound tomb they lie,
               But, how soon they'll come a'peeping,
                   Paragons of bloom espy.

               Behold the Winter shroud is lifted,
                 Nature's face no longer white,
               (Birds with sweetest song are gifted)
                   Oh, how beauteous is the sight!

               Awake! The clarion trump is sounding,
                 Newer energies apply.
               Labor's fruits will be abounding,
                 For a fuller life is nigh!
                                                       Aubrey Parker.