As The Twig Is Bent
A.V. C.
2006
A.V. C.
2006
As the twig is bent
So grows the tree
'Tis said of the child .
O, How grows thy seed?
How will you ensure
Their moral fibers strong
That there be no question
In matters right and wrong?
Cords of Truth to anchor,
Tied by Steadfast Hand
Straightright yielding fruit
In crooked twisted land.
Not left to find its way,
But bent to glorify
This sure, chief end in store,
Their Maker to glorify.
3 comments:
Jim, Excellent start! I love the metaphor of the tree here. Did you just write this poem for us? Do you have a lot of poems sittng n a drawer somewhere? I didn't know you were a poet, but it doesn't suprise me, for I figured out a long time ago that you have the soul of a poet.
Ok, now I see who wrote it. BTW, thanks for the picture too. It goes a long well with the poem, and it beautifies the blog!
Audrey wrote it. She gives poems all the time but last night I ask if she wanted to publish it. I have not "Blogged" so it also was a bit of learning.
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