| Strength and Beauty |
Chapter 1 |
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All this is but following in the footsteps of our Master. He had all strength, and was altogether lovely. Yet, according to the world’s standards, his visage was marred and his life was a failure. We may not copy earth’s patterns; it is better that we seek to be like him who was meek and lowly, but who yet was the strong Son of God.
“I were so glad to be just what himself has been,
With ne’er a home nor housel;
A beggar, save of rains and starry sky and suns
Like any other ousel;
So proud to walk that very way
Himself walked first, long nights and day,
My up lift heart were fain to pray,
Lord, make me humble!
“But been I
King instead, just like himself is now,
With thrones and crown and stayment;
With men a hearkened to my very breath
For keep and roof and raiment;
So proud to wear a world’s poor love
Himself wore first, here and above,
My up lift heart cry as a dove,
Lord, make me humble!”
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