All Members Have not the Same Office Romans 12:4 For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: I could not do the work the reapers did, Or bind the golden sheaves that thickly fell; But I could follow by the Master's side, And watch the marred Face I loved so well. Right in my path lay many a ripened ear, Which I would stoop and gather joyfully; I did not know the Master placed them there, "Handfuls" of purpose that He left for me. I could not cast the heavy fisher-net, I had not strength or wisdom for the task; So on the sunlit sands, with spray-drops wet, I sat and earnest prayers rose thick and fast. I pleaded for the Master's blessing where My brethren toiled upon the wide world sea: Or ever that I knew, His smile so fair Came, bringing sweet encouragement to me. I could not join the glorious soldier band, I never heard their thrilling battle cry; The work allotted by the Master's Hand Kept me at home, while others went to die. And yet, when victory crowned the struggle long, And spoils were homeward brought both rich and rare, He let me help to chant the triumph song, And bade me in the gold and jewels share. Oh, Master dear! the tiniest work for Thee Finds recompense beyond our highest thought, And feeble hands that worked but tremblingly The richest colours in Thy Fabric wrought. We are content to take what Thou shalt give, To do, or suffer, as Thy choice shall be; Forsaking all Thy wisdom bids us leave, Glad in the thought that we are pleasing Thee! by Eva Travers Poole -----------------------
Matthew 25:21 His lord said unto him, Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord.
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