1 He liveth long who liveth well, All other life is short and vain, He liveth longest who can tell , Of living most for heavenly gain. 2 He liveth long who liveth well; All else is being flung away; He liveth longest who can tell Of true things truly done each day. 3 Be what thou seemest; live thy creed; Hold up to earth the torch divine; Be what thou prayest to be made; Let the great Master's steps be thine. 4 Fill up each hour with what will last; Use well the moments as they go; The life above, when this is past, Is the ripe fruit of life below. 5 Sow love, and taste its fruitage pure; Sow peace, and reap its harvest bright; Sow sunbeams on the rock and moor, And find a harvest-home of light.