Poem by George MacDonald

The Gospel Women. 9. The Women Who Ministered unto Him

  Enough he labours for his hire;
      Yea, nought can pay his pain;
  But powers that wear and waste and tire,
      Need help to toil again.

  They give him freely all they can,
      They give him clothes and food;
  In this rejoicing, that the man
      Is not ashamed they should.

  High love takes form in lowly thing;
      He knows the offering such;
  To them 'tis little that they bring,
      To him 'tis very much.

1. To A. J. Scott
2. Russell Gurney
3. Death
4. To Aubrey de Vere
5. General Gordon

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