Poem November 6, 1948 Issue

SUPERABUNDANCE

Peter J. Henniker Heaton

Why do we ask so little,
when God has given so much?
"All that I have is thine," God says;
all good is in man's reach.
The Love that knows no limit,
the Truth that knows no lie,
the Life that is immortal,
are man's eternally.

God does not give us choice of goods,
this at expense of that;
the total sum of all things good
is man's for man's delight.
God gives all strength and beauty,
all wisdom, wealth, and skill,
and gentleness and meekness
and patience plentiful.

When Jesus fed the multitude,
he gave not just enough.
Twelve basketfuls of fragments
were gathered up in proof
that Spirit pours out riches
no mortal sense can count;
and still today who sups with Christ
need neither starve nor stint.

God does not weary of our voice,
nor turn from our desire;
His love exalts and purifies,
and answers every prayer.
And as our longings journey
upward from sense to Soul,
"Son, thou art ever with me,"
God says; "I give thee all."

Peter J. Henniker Heaton

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