Seek Water


In Eastern climes in ancient times,

The Magii sought through nature's store,

But not for gain they took such pains

To search her secret chambers o'er.

They sought for that elixir pure

Would make their lives for ever sure.

The Spaniards came and sought again,

In Florida's broad everglades,

In hidden spring the medicine

That gives the youth that never fades;

But still to disappointment donned,

Their life, the fruitless search consumed.

But if you look in God's own Book,

Dear children, it will tell you where

To find the path t'will lead at last,

To those bright waters pure and fair;

And you may trust the promise sure

To all, who to the end endure. * *

For the pure forever cure.