Oh! I Feel The Growing Glory Of Our Life Upon This Sphere, Of The Life That Like A River Runs Forever And Forever, From The Somewhere To The Here, And Still On And Onward Flowing, Leads Us Out To Larger Knowing, Through The Hidden, To The Clear. And I Feel A Deep Thanksgiving For The Sorrows I Have Known; For The Worries And The Crosses, And The Grieving And The Losses, That Along My Path Were Sown. Now The Great Eternal Meaning Of Each Trouble I Am Gleaning, And The Harvest Is My Own. I Am Opulent With Knowledge Of The Purpose And The Cause. And I Go My Way Rejoicing, And In Singing Seek The Voicing Of Love'S Never-Failing Laws. From The Now, Unto The Yonder, Full Of Beauty And Of Wonder, Life Flows Ever Without Pause. And I Feel The Exaltation Of A Child That Loves Its Play, Though The Ranks Of Friends Are Thinning, Still The End Is But Beginning Of A Larger, Fuller Day, And The Joy Of Life Is Spilling From My Spirit, As All Willing I Go Speeding On My Way.