Antithetical Walk

My neighbor and I set out one day To travel the road of life. The path was wide and beautiful— Sunshine and gladness were rife. Onward we journeyed, then saw on our path An old man, tired and ill, Unable to gather strength to get To the inn at the crest of the hill. My neighbor rushed past with never a glance; But I knew what my Saviour would say— “As thou hast done it to the least,” Yea, Lord, I will obey. Then past the hill, my neighbor paused In a valley, cool and green. But...