The Poetry Corner

Wasted?

By William Arthur Dunkerley (John Oxenham)

Think not of any one of them as wasted, Or to the void like broken tools outcasted,-- Unnoticed, unregretted, and unknown. Not so is His care shown. Know this!-- In God's economy there is no waste, As in His Work no slackening, no haste; But noiselessly, without a sign, The measure of His vast design Is all fulfilled, exact as He hath willed. And His good instruments He tends with care, Lest aught their future usefulness impair,-- As Master-craftsman his choice tools doth tend, Respecting each one as a trusty friend, Cleans them, and polishes, and puts away, For his good usage at some future day;-- So He unto Himself has taken these, Not to their loss but to their vast increase. To us,--the loss, the emptiness, the pain; But unto them--all high eternal gain.