There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your hearts to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie-
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head. Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.
When the fourteen years that Nature permits
Are closing in ashma, or tumour or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns, Then you will find – it’s your own affair
But… your’ve tgiven your heart to a dog to tear.
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled,(how still!).
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone-wherever it goes – for good, You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear!
We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound intrest of cent per cent,
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
The longer we’ve kept them the longer we grieve,
For, when our debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long – So why in Heaven ( before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
First published in 1934 – according to a printed copy given to me
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Custody of creation is precisely custody of God’s gift and it is saying to God: “Thank you, I am the guardian of creation so as to make it progress, never to destroy your gift.” This must be our attitude to creation: guard it—for if we destroy creation, creation will destroy us!
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