INTERRUPTED ZEAL
According to the mind of God, our perfection does not depend upon our doing much. This was Martha's error which our Lord Jesus Christ rebuked.—Bourdalour.
LORD, is my service at an end?
I am so slow to comprehend!
Why comes this pause that seems to say
Thou hast no work for me to-day?
I am so slow to comprehend!
Why comes this pause that seems to say
Thou hast no work for me to-day?
Do I not hoard my time for Thee?
Do not my hand and heart agree
To yield to Thee their best, their all?
Dear Lord, why hast Thou ceased to call?
Do not my hand and heart agree
To yield to Thee their best, their all?
Dear Lord, why hast Thou ceased to call?
There comes no beggar to my gate
For whom my halvèd loaf doth wait;
I know no creatures suffering
For cheer that haply I might bring.
For whom my halvèd loaf doth wait;
I know no creatures suffering
For cheer that haply I might bring.
Where lies my load of precious care?
Whose are the tears that I might share?
Or whose the joy that I might make
My equal joy for Thy sweet sake?
Whose are the tears that I might share?
Or whose the joy that I might make
My equal joy for Thy sweet sake?
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