“A LITTLE GIFT”
A little gift I have of words, A little talent, Lord, is all, And yet be mine the faith that girds An humble heart for duty’s call.
Where Genius soars to distant skies, And plumes herself in proud acclaim, O Thou, let plodding talent prize The modest goal, the lesser fame.
Let this suffice, make this my code, As I go forward day by day, To cheer one heart upon life’s road, To ease one burden by the way.
I would not scale the mountain-peak, But I would have the strength of ten To labor for the poor and weak, And win my way to hearts of men.
A little gift Thou gavest me, A little talent, Lord, is all, Yet humble as my art may be I hold it waiting for Thy call.
September 20, 1911. John Milton Edwards.