A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) ‎#307

307. Effort

Scorn not the slightest word or deed,
Nor deem it void of power;
There’s fruit in each wind-wafted seed,
That waits its natal hour.

A whispered word may touch the heart,
And call it back to life;
A look of love bid sin depart,
And still unholy strife.

No act falls fruitless; none can tell
How vast its power may be,
Nor what results infolded dwell
Within it silently.

Work on, despair not; bring thy mite,
Nor care how small it be;
God is with all that serve the right,
The holy, true, and free.

Text Information

• First Line: Scorn not the slightest word or deed
• Title: Effort
• Author: Anonymous
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1866

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