He gave an eye that other men might see; He faced the howling ruffians with a smile, He turned the other cheek and did not flee, And gladly went with them the second mile. He came to free the slaves of passion's thrall, And did not wonder that he found them slaves; He reached far down and did not fear to fall, Nor marvelled that the friends of rum were knaves. His Master came to break the bonds of sin, Broken Himself by those He came to bless. Where Jesus went, he dared to enter in; What Christ endures, the servant bears no less. |