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BRAIN SERVICE
We offer our hearts to God, contrite and broken;
Why not offer our brains, whole and alive?
Why follow the grovelling words wailing old races have spoken?
Bow and submit, when we ought to resist and strive!
What is this "heart" that you offer? A circulator,
An organ that quivers and starts at the fears of the hour.
Why not offer your head? And hold it straighter?
Bring to the service of God your noblest power?
When we learn to credit Him with our great ideals, and greater—
When we all stand up at last, stop kissing the rod—
When we bring the brains of to-day to seek and serve the Creator—
God will look better to us, and we shall look better to God.
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