| The Peacemaker |
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I really don't need to apologize. I meant my friend no harm. He just misunderstood me. There's no need for alarm. But, I heard that he was hurt And the truth began to weigh. I wondered, if I apologized, What could I even say? One evening, reading the paper, I dozed, for just a mite, And I dreamed (or did I dream it?) That I heard the Voice of Light. And He said, "If I'd done anything To deserve this cross I see, I'd gladly carry it up the hill And die on Calvary." My eyes were open in a flash! My heart was beating fast! Oh, Lord! Why hadn't I realized? The truth came through at last! I call myself a Christian. I fancy I follow His steps! If, by my blame, I can restore; Lord, I will do it, yet! So, I found my friend and I asked him To forgive the thing I had done And the tears of two hearts mingled. A new day was begun. When I said my prayer that night, An Echo seemed to say, "Blessed are you, Peacemaker. You were My child, today!" Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. Matthew 5:9 |
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