If you cannot on the ocean Sail among the swiftest fleet, Rocking on the highest billows, Laughing at the storms you meet, You can stand among the sailors Anchored yet within the bay, You can lend a hand to help them As they launch their boats away. If you are too weak to journey Up the mountain steep and high, You can stand within the valley While the multitudes go by. You can chant in happy measure As they slowly pass along; Though they may forget the singer, They will not forget the song. If you have not gold and silver Ever ready to command, If you cannot toward the needy Reach an ever open hand, You can visit the afflicted O'er the erring you can weep, With the Saviour's true disciples, You a tireless watch may keep. If you cannot in the harvest Garner up the richest sheaves, Many a grain both ripe and golden Oft the careless reaper leaves. Go and glean among the briars Growing rank against the wall, For it may be that their shadow Hides the heaviest wheat of all. If
you cannot in the conflict [This is in circulation in the meetings.]
Words: Ellen Gates, 1860 |