LOOKING UP AND LOOKING DOWN.

HE little flower set in the grass, Where it doth lowly lie, As one by one the bright hours pass, Looks upward to the sky. So must a child's thoughts upward soar, So must my soul take wings, And to grow wiser than before Reach up to lofty things. The little stars set in the sky, As night by night they show, Though shining in their home on high, Look down to earth below. So I must stoop to lowly things, To gentle deeds of love; E'en though my thoughts soar upon wings, And climb to Heaven above.