"....Your children shall be like olive plants all around your table." Psalm 128:3

Monday, October 10, 2011

No Scar



Hast thou no scar?
No hidden scar on foot, side, or hand?
I hear thee sung as mighty in the land;
I hear them hail thy bright, ascendant star.
Hast thou no scar?

Hast thou no wound? 
Yet I was wounded by the archers; spent,
Leaned me against a tree to die; and rent
By ravening beast that compassed Me, I swooned.
Hast thou no wound?

No wound? No scar?
Yet, as the Master shall the servant be,
And pierced are the feet that follow Me.
But thine are whole; can he have followed far
Who has no wound or scar?


 -  Amy Carmichael