THE LAST HANDFUL
1. Share thy
handful with the stranger;
Bid the Prophet to
thy board;
No resources are in
danger
Whose exchequer is
the Lord.
Daily new demands
await thee,
Daily new supplies
are sent;
He alone who doth
create thee
Can secure thy
nourishment.
Refrain
Keep on loving,
keep on giving,
Still you'll find
one handful more.
Loving is the
truest living,
God will double all
thy store.
2. Trust! the Lord
will not deny thee,
Ev'ry longing shall
be stilled;
Trust! the cruse
will yet supply thee,
Never empty, never
filled.
Should the lilies
lack apparel?
Should the ravens
cry in vain?
Even then the
widow's barrel
Shall its handful
still retain.
3. Why shouldst
thou forecast the morrow?
Take with gladness while
you may;
Why, dismayed,
forbodings borrow?
See! thou hast
enough today:
'Tis by loving that
thou livest,
Spending doth not
waste thy store,
Tho' it seems the
last thou givest,
There is, aye, one
handful more.
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