Should I tread with ease the path He trod with sorrow? Should I know but joy when He knew poignant pain? Should I face the dawn of each succeeding morrow With less than His courage strong to meet the strain? Whatever each day may hold, I'd meet it bravely, With joy counting this world's gain but trifling loss; And though I am often tired and sometimes lonely, In gaining my crown, I'd gladly share His cross. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLIND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CHANSON INNOCENTE: 2 by EDWARD ESTLIN CUMMINGS SONNET: 116 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE VINE by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II FRIENDSHIP by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER AT SABBATH DOWN by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |