By J. Randal Matheny © 2015

Let me not confuse success with love;
Our worthiness to others must we prove?
Can we not love the unlucky ones who lose?
The humble, common, and poor will God refuse?
The great and powerful persecute the Way,
So why prefer the rich man’s resumé?
The haughty man of means is pleasing God?
Then why do we the trappings of power applaud?


by J. Randal Matheny © 2015

In Christ is pure and lasting joy,
Which pain and doubt cannot destroy;
By surface squalls its peaceful deep
Lies undisturbed, nor will it weep

For loss of limb or life or purse;
Unmoved this joy by pagan curse:
Its height extends beyond the sun
Where sparkling plans of God are spun.


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