This is the true Christian Who will, though bent and frail Hold the fort in strength Lacing his shoes as the Master’s harbinger*   When snags* stick like glue Despondency* hot on his trail He will go the length He that bears the word more than a messenger   He won’t descend from the blue He will stand and not fail Running and yet not faint If he dips not in the world’s sauce, his finger   As our […]