Love Thyself Last

Love thy­self last.

Look near

be­hold thy du­ty

To those who walk be­side thee down life’s road;

Make glad their days by lit­tle acts of beau­ty

And help them bear the bur­den of earth’s load.

Love thy­self last.

Look far

and find the strang­er

Who stag­gers ’neath his sin and his des­pair;

Go lend a hand and help him out of dan­ger

To heights where he may see the world is fair.

Love thy­self last.

The vast­ness­es above thee

Are filled with spir­it forc­es

strong and pure;

And fer­vent­ly these faith­ful friends shall love thee

Keep thy watch ov­er oth­ers

and en­dure.

Love thy­self last; and oh

such joy shall thrill thee

As nev­er yet to self­ish souls was giv­en.

Whate’er thy lot

a per­fect peace will fill thee

And earth shall seem the an­te-room of Heav­en.

Love thy­self last;

And thou shalt grow in spir­it

To see

to hear

to know and un­der­stand.

The mes­sage of the stars

lo

thou shalt hear it

And all God’s joys shall be at Thy com­mand.