Wonder

Robert William Service

For failure I was well equipped
       And should have come to grief,
By atavism grimly gripped,
       A fool beyond belief.
But lo! the Lord was good to me,
       And with a heart to sing,
He gave me to a rare degree
       The Gift of Wondering.
       
I could not play a stalwart part
       My shoddy soul to save,
And should have gone with broken heart
       A begger to the grave;
But praise to my anointed sight
       As wandering I went,
I sang of living with delight
       In terms of Wonderment.

Aye, starry-eyed did I rejoice
       With marvel of a child,
And there were those who heard my voice
       Although my words were wild:
So as I go my wistful way,
       With worship let me sing,
A treasure to my farewell day
       God’s Gift of Wondering.

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