The Song Chalice

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 16, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 20.

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The Song Chalice

FRANCES R. HAVERGAL
“You bear the chalice.” Is it so, my friend? Have I indeed a chalice of sweet song, With underflow of harmony made strong, New calm of strength through throbbing veins to send?
I did not form nor fill; I do but spend That which the Master poured into my soul, His dewdrops caught in a poor earthen bowl, That service so with praise might meekly blend.
May he who taught the morning stars to sing, Aye keep my chalice cool, and pure, and sweet, And grant me so with loving hand to bring Refreshment to his weary ones,—to meet Their thirst with water from God's music-spring; And, bearing thus, to pour it at his feet. —Selected.