Behold man. Man, Man, God’s noblest creation.
What doth man do with his heritance?
Show me one king who with his power
Hath wrought a thing one half so precious
As the staff with which He laboured, or
A crown one half so noble as His, of thorns;
Yet there is no spot beside the noble
Where a shepherd might sit and sup.
Behold, as He hath been, so shall He remain,
And he who would seek his brother,
Shall seek the field even in Eternity,
And go forth to His beloved side with
Naked feet, and be taken unto His bosom-
Upon His bosom, the Shepherd’s, even as a lamb,
The exalted alike with the beggar,
And the beggar alike with the exalted!
(Patience Worth)
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