If you cannot on the ocean
Sail among the
swiftest fleet,
Rocking on the highest
billows,
Laughing at the storms
you meet,
You can stand among
the sailors,
Anchored yet within
the bay---
You can lend a hand to
help them,
As they launch their
boats away.
If you are too weak to
journey
Up the mountain,
steep, and high,
You can stand within
the valley
While the multitude go
by,
You can chant in happy
measure
As they slowly pass
along…
Though they may forget
the singer,
They will not forget
the song.
If you have not gold
and silver
Ever ready to command,
If you cannot toward
the needy
Reach an ever-open
hand,
You can visit the
afflicted,
O’er the erring you
can weep…
You can be a true
disciple
Sitting at the Savior’s
feet.
If you cannot in the
conflict
Prove yourself a
soldier true,
If where the fire and
smoke are the thickest
There’s no work for
you to do,
When the battlefield
is silent,
You can go with a
careful tread.
You can bear away the
wounded,
You can cover up the
dead.
Do not then stand idly
waiting
For some greater work
to do;
Fortune is a lazy
goddess,
She will never come to
you
Go and toil in any
vineyard,
Do not fear to do or
dare.
If you want a field of
labor
You can find it
anywhere.
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