Sunday, April 18, 2010
I Would Be True
(Poem by Howard Arnold Walter)
I would be true, for there are those who trust me;
I would be pure, for there are those who care;
I would be strong, for there is much to suffer;
I would be brave, for there is much to dare.
I would be friend of all-the foe, the friendless;
I would be giving, and forget the gift,
I would be humble, for I know my weakness,
I would look up, and love, and laugh and lift.
Note: However difficult the situation, the sense of entrapment or futility, there is still room for noble aspiration, thanksgiving, laughter and indomitable trust in the providence of a sovereign Lord and Father.