March 28, 2005

A Poem

what have i to give this dying world?
what have i done to help the lost
quench the thirsty
heal the sick?

what have i to give this dying world?
Lord, i have nothing worth giving
i feel nothing worth giving
i am nothing

what have i to give this dying world but myself?
ah, but comfort
comfort makes me hesitate
fool that i am

what have i to give this dying world but love?
i love my comfort
i love my safety
i love my life

what have i to give this dying world but my life?
with eyes of mercy i must see
with hands of compassion i must touch
with feet of grace i must walk

what have i to give this dying world but my service?

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