When I’m called to be a giver,
Do I pause to count the cost?
Do I hesitate, procrastinate,
Until the moment’s lost?
When I’m called to be a giver,
Do I weigh the pros and cons,
Will I regret tomorrow,
Today’s benevolence?
When I’m called to be a giver,
Do I give of my excess?
Or like the poor widow,
Give all that I possess?
When I’m called to be a giver,
May I never count the cost
Of tender loving, giving,
Just as the Master taught.
Myra D’souza/1.12.1998
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