Little Foxes by Mary H. Williams

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 5, 1914

Little Foxes

By Mary H. Williams

MRS. MARY H. WILLIAMS

I PLANTED me a vineyard fair In a sacred place apart; I had wealth of fragrant blossoms rare, But, alas! no bounteous fruitage there, In this garden of my heart.

Then I pondered o'er a sage's line, "Of the little foxes beware!" As the little foxes spoil the vine, So little faults spoil this garden mine, Though I've digged and watered with care.

If I wait for drops of the latter rain To revive the languishing vine, Will the quickening sap flow back again, And the Spirit's fruit full growth attain For the vintage of rare wine?

Lord, help me now to hedge about This vineyard, and make it fair With purpling fruit; for I have no doubt The little foxes may be kept out By the strong, high wall of prayer.