Nothing But Leaves ! The Spirit Grieves
O’er Years Of Wasted Life ;
O’er Sins Indulged While Conscience Slept,
O’er Vows And Promises Unkept ;
And Reaps, From Years Of Strife,
Nothing But Leaves ! Nothing But Leaves !

Nothing But Leaves ! No Gathered Sheaves
Of Life’s Fair Ripening Grain
We Sow Our Seeds; Lo, Tares And Weeds,
Words, Idle Words, For Earnest Deeds
Then Reap, With Toil And Pain,
Nothing But Leaves ! Nothing But Leaves !

Nothing But Leaves ! Sad Memory Weaves
No Veil To Hide The Past
And As We Trace Our Weary Way,
And Count Each Lost And Misspent Day,
We Sadly Find At Last
Nothing But Leaves ! Nothing But Leaves !

Ah ! Who Shall Thus The Master Meet,
And Bring But Withered Leaves ?
Ah ! Who Shall At The Saviour’s Feet,
Before The Awful Judgment-Seat,
Lay Down, For Golden Sheaves,
Nothing But Leaves, Nothing But Leaves ?

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