Let me not live a life that's free from "The Things" that draw me close to you Thee -
For How can I ever hope to heal the wounds of others I do not feel -
If my eyes are dry and I never weep -
How do I know when the hurt is deep -
If my heart is cold and it never bleeds, How can I tell what my brother needs -
For when my ears are deaf to the beggar's plea And we close our eyes and refuse to see -
And we steel our hearts and harden our mind, And we count it a weakness whenever we're kind -
We are no longer following THE FATHER'S WAY or seeking His guidance from day to day -
For, without "crosses to carry" and "burdens to bear", we dance through a life that is frothy and fair -
And "chasing the rainbow" we have no desire for "roads that are rough" and "realms that are higher" -
So spare me no heartache or sorrow, dear Lord -
For the heart that is hurt reaps the richest reward, -
and God enters the heart that is broken with sorrow -
As He opens the door to a -
For only through tears can we recognize The suffering that lies in another's eyes---

by: Helen Steiner Rice

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