We are threatened with suffering from three directions from our own body, which is doomed to decay and dissolution and which cannot even do without pain and anxiety as warning signals from the external world, which may rage against us with overwhelming and merciless forces of destruction and finally from our relations to other men. The suffering which comes from this last source is perhaps more painful than any other.
Art thou in misery, brother Then I pray Be comforted. Thy grief shall pass away. Art thou elated Ah, be not too gay Temper thy joy this, too, shall pass away. Art thou in danger Still let reason sway, And cling to hope this, too, shall pass away. Tempted art thou In all thine anguish lay One truth to heart this, too, shall pass away. Do rays of loftier glory round thee play Kinglike art thou This, too, shall pass away Whateer thou art, wherer thy footsteps stray, Heed these wise words This, too, shall pass away.