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Show me the way that leads to the true life. / I do not care what tempests may assail me, / I shall be given courage for the strife; / I know my strength will not desert or fail me; / I know that I shall conquer in the fray: / Show me the way.
Show me the way up to a higher plane, / Where body shall be servant to the soul. / I do not care what tides of woe or pain / Across my life their angry waves may roll, / If I but reach the end I seek, some day: / Show me the way.
Show me the way, and let me bravely climb / Above vain grievings for unworthy treasures; / Above all sorrow that finds balm in time; / Above small triumphs or belittling pleasures; / Up to those heights where these things seem child's-play: / Show me the way.
Show me the way to that calm, perfect peace / Which springs from an inward consciousness of right; / To where all conflicts with the flesh shall cease, / And self shall radiate with the spirit's light. / Though hard the journey and the strife, I pray, / Show me the way.