Be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud and giveth grace to the humble (1 Peter 5:5 The world, I thought, belonged to me--
Goods, gold and people, land and sea--
Where'er I walked beneath God's sky
In those old days my word was " I. "
Years passed; there flashed my pathway near
The fragment of a vision dear;
My former word no more sufficed,
And what I said was --"I and Christ."
But, O, the more I looked on Him,
His glory grew, while mine grew dim,
I shrank so small, He towered so high,
All I dared say was --" Christ and I."
Years more the vision held its place
And looked me steadily in the face;
I speak now in humbler tone,
And what I say is ---"Christ alone."
By Streams In The Desert----2----