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Zeal and Meekness

Christ bade His followers take the sword;

And yet He chid the deed,

When Peter seized upon His word,

And made a foe to bleed.

The gospel Creed, a sword of strife,

Meek hands alone may rear;

And ever Zeal begins its life

In silent thought and fear.

Ye, who would weed the Vineyard’s soil,

Treasure the lesson given;

Lest in the judgment-books ye toil

For Satan, not for heaven.