May there be more Pauls
who, like misguided Saul,
receive the light
on the mistaken pathway
dark with fear, stony with hate.
(O blind and headlong zeal!)
May the adamant-hearted feel
the touch of Christ—in tune
at last to that persuasive voice.
(O "Saul, Saul, why persecutest
thou me?")
May the scales then drop
from the sightless eyes
of all the Sauls
of misbegotten zeal
and the gentle Christ-power heal.
May there be more
May there be many more
Pauls.
