The Call

10/16/2001

I cannot tell the measure of this the call I hear,

The many shades of meaning, the scope it shall entail,

The heights to which it leadeth, beyond my gaze to rise,

Though for the present turning, the path more downward goes.

But this one thing is certain, to me becoming clear,

That whether it be sunshine, or storms of fiercest gale,

To follow Him is vital, I can’t do otherwise,

He sealed me to His purpose, when my poor heart He chose.

Called out of worldly pleasure, with all its pride of life,

Called out of kingdom building which centerized in man,

Called out of all co-joining the spirit of the world,

To leave behind the passions which fleshly thoughts enflame.

That He might lead up higher, above all present strife,

And work in me His purpose, which ages past began,

The building of His kingdom, and truth to be unfurled,

Conformed unto His image, to bear His glorious name.

(sd)