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The Good Samaritan

by Adelbert Clark

The good Samaritan is he, my friend,
Who reaches down to lift men up,
Who heals their sorrows and their bleeding wounds
From Love's divine and brimming cup.
He does not seek to chide nor even vex
The fallen ones in bitter need
Of help, but raises them with gentle arm,
Nor seeks no favor for the deed.

He wears a smile when things are going wrong,
And though he often feels the pain,
He masters it with Christlike manly grace
Until the sunshine comes again.
And lo! he brings that sunshine to the home
Where only Night and Death abound,
Where evil tongues alas! are not restrained,
And wantonness and sin are found.

The good Samaritan is he, my friend,
Who imitates the Christ, for men;
Who lives up to the very best on earth,
Forgetting what the past has been;
Who looks the world unflinching in the face
And heeds the beggar's cry for bread,
And even faces Calvary's sullen storm
Where Christ's own blood, for men, was shed.

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