A Dead Enemy by Ada D. Wellman

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jan 10, 1911

A Dead Enemy

By Ada D. Wellman

By Ada D. Wellman

ONCE I denounced him for his wrong— Most grievous it appeared to be; But more offensive now, by far, My own proud spirit seems to me.

Would I might go to him once more, From my self-righteousness set free, And meet him with a little of The patient love God has shown me.

I have not erred just as he erred; Yet, I, like him, have erred, I find. Why should I harshly censure, then, Who am so weak, who am so blind?

O pitying Father, ne'er again Would I the judgment-seat ascend; For 'tis before Thee he — and I — Must stand — or fall, if we offend.

Enough there are, forsooth, who blame. I fain would sympathize and cheer. Dust is so frail, life is so brief; Not long we walk together here.