Sheaves of Grain

Genesis.37:7

The Invitation
My Lord said “Come,” I listened to His call, And in my heart I said, “I’ll come to Thee”; Then note the joy and wonder of it all, I found my Lord instead came down to me. My Lord said, “Bear the cross which I have borne,” And I in heart rebelled and would not heed; At last I yielded to Him, crushed and torn, And found the cross was bearing me indeed. My Lord said, “give where’re with grace you can”; I felt I could not from my little store; At last I gave to needy, poor, and wan; In love my heart was richer than before. Strange paradox of life, yet tried and true; Dying we live, giving we gain anew; Stooping to lift a poor, struggling soul, And we ourselves are lifted near our goal.

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