THE ONE TALENT by Observer

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Oct 16, 1893

"THE ONE TALENT."

By Observer

In a napkin smooth and white, Hidden from all mortal sight, My one talent lies to-night.

Mine to hoard, or mine to use, Mine to keep, or mine to lose; May not I do what I choose?

Ah! the gift was only lent, With the Giver's known intent That it should be wisely spent.

And I know he will demand Every farthing at my hand, When I in his presence stand.

What will be my grief and shame When I hear my humble name And cannot repay his claim!

Some will double what they hold; Others add to it tenfold, And pay back in shining gold.

Lord, oh, teach me what to do! Make me faithful, make me true, And the sacred trust renew.

Help me, ere too late it be, Something now to do for thee— Thou who hast done all for me. —Observer.