Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Page 40 Transcribed: Poem (Giving)

I hope I transcribe this correctly because some words were difficult to read...




Giving

What do we give each other
who meet on life’s troubled way?
A tear, or a smile, or a helping hand-
a brave “Godspeed” to the Fatherland,
or merely a brief “Good day”?

What do we give to each other?
Do we guess at the hearts ache
‘neath the smiling lips and flippant speech;
there are hidden thorns on the path of each
there are burdens that wellnigh break.

What do we give to each other?
Do we tender mere stones for bread,
or living grain from God’s garnered store;
who borroweth hence may return for more,
till each hungry soul is fed.

But as we give to each other,
pray God that His love may flow
through our pitying hearts to the hearts that ache,
for loveless hands may no comfort take
to the secret haunts of woe.

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