Poem September 12, 1901 Issue

What's the use of blaming others,...

Wm. Brunton with contributions from John Bunyan

What's the use of blaming others,
For the faults we know are ours?—
Shirking duty clear as daylight—
That we use God-given power;
That we be as brave and noble,
As in mind and soul we might,
Loving every line of duty,
Blessing God for truth and right?
This our world is ever wondrous,
This our life a gift divine—
Reaching up to God's dear heaven,
Where the stars forever shine.
Why are we so prone to spoil it,
Casting jewels in the dust,
Taking tender flowers to crush them,
Letting polished beauty rust?

Wm. Brunton.

Love your Saviour; yea, shew one to another that you love him, not only by a seeming love of affection, but with the love of duty. Practical love is best, which stands in self-denial, in charity to my neighbor and a patient enduring of affliction for His name.—John Bunyan.

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