Our Master bids us "take no thought"
Of morrow's raiment, meat, and drinking;
The lilies grew but never wrought
Nor shed perfume through anxious thinking.
And yet we must not idly bask,
Nor frantic be with vain endeavor;
But diligent pursue each task
And know that Now is Time's forever.
With trustful mind and holy calm
Reflect the Christ in all thy doing;
'Mid mortal scenes take no alarm
But seek the Spirit's gentle wooing.
Then shall thy Heavenly Father's face
Beam lovingly on thy endeavor;
So "take no thought" but trust His grace,
And peace with thee shall reign forever.
