SERVICE

MARY I. MESECHRE.

How may I best attain the high ideal
Of Christly service, of true helpfulness,
That daily, hourly, as the way I follow,
I may each needy brother cheer and bless?
Not mine to choose the service I may render
To those who need,
But mine to watch, that never word untender
Shall mar a helpful deed.

Let me remember that my daily living
Should shadow forth the life of him whose days
Were spent in humble way, as one that serveth,
Lest I my time should darken by self-praise;
Let me remember that the truest pleasure
Gives never pain;
By service unto others let me measure
The heights that I may gain.

Let me lean low to aid a struggling pilgrim
Whose heavy burden seems to hold him back;
Let me not falter, though—my help unheeding—
He thrust upon some weaker one his pack.
Give me to know, past danger of forgetting,
That Love's own might
Will lift each one from sins so close-besetting
To freedom's glorious height.

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