If I did not have
my health,
my wealth,
my happiness, my home -
my famiy and friends
what then would be my end?
Nothing left?
No things for comfort -
could my eyes
and ears afford
to look upon my life
that has no worldly reward?
I would have to really ask -
in what, or whom my stay?
For all these things could
suddenly, so swiftly go away.
Would I curse the God who gave them
who will give no more, no less
than His providing blessedness?
Or would the core have really been
that which cannot fade,
the God, the Savior
and all eternal He has made?
If I pray these worldly ways
to all remain as mine,
then being with Him is not truly
what I seek to find.
Disappointed I will be
when, through death He calls on me.
So may I bow
and consider now
eternal space
from my poor place
and bless the bright eternal light
that bids to save this wretched life,
and find Him only to be true
no matter what we say or do.
