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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 11, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 15.

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Out of Touch With God

ONLY a smile, yes, only a smile That a woman o'erburdened with grief Expected from you: ’Twould have given relief, For her heart ached sore the while; But weary and cheerless she went away, Because, as it happened, that very day You were “out of touch” with your Lord.
Only a word, yes, only a word That the Spirit's small voice whispered, “Speak.” But the worker passed onward unblessed and weak, Whom you were meant to have stirred To courage, devotion, and love anew; Because when the message came to you, You were “out of touch” with your Lord.
Only a note, yes, only a note To a friend in a distant land; The Spirit said, “Write”; but then you had planned Some different work, and you thought It mattered little. You did not know ’Twould have saved a soul from sin and woe: You were “out of touch” with your Lord.
Only a song, yes, only a song That the Spirit said, “Sing to-night; Thy voice is thy Master’s by purchased right;” But you thought, “Mid this motley throng, I care not to sing of the city of gold:” And the heart that your words might have reached, grew cold: You were “out of touch” with your Lord.
Only a day, yes, only a day, But, O, can you guess, my friend, Where the influence reaches, and where it will end, Of the hours that you frittered away? The Master's command is, “Abide in me;” And fruitless and vain will your service be If “out of touch” with your Lord. —Selected.