Question

8 line poem on labour day

Answer 1

They who tread the path of labor follow where My feet have trod; They who work without complaining, do the holy will of God; Nevermore thou needest seek Me; I am with thee everywhere; Raise the stone, and thou shalt find Me, clease the wood and I am there. Where the many toil together, there am I among My own; Where the tired workman sleepeth, there am I with him alone: I, the Peace that passeth knowledge, dwell amid the daily strife; I, the Bread of Heav'n am broken in the sacrement of life. Every task, however simple, sets the soul that does it free; Every deed of love and mercy, done to man is done to Me. Nevermore thou needest seek Me; I am with thee everywhere; Raise the stone, and thou shalt find Me; cleave the wood, and I am there. Hope I helped u.. Plz mark as the BRAINLIEST answer if helpful..