So send I you to labor unrewarded,To serve unpaid, unloved, unsought, unknownTo bear rebuke, to suffer scorn and scoffing-So send I you to toil for me alone.So send I you to bind the bruised and broken,O'er wand'ring souls to work, to weep, to wake,To bear the burdens of a world aweary-So send I you to suffer for My sake.So send I you to loneliness and longing,With heart ahung'ring for the loved and known,Forsaking home and kindred, friend and dear one-So send I you to know My love alone.So send I you to leave your life's ambition,To die to dear desire, self-will resign,To labor long, and love where men revile you-So send I you to love your life in Mine.So send I you to hearts made hard by hatred,To eyes made blind because they will not see, To spend tho' it be blood, to spend and spare not-So send I you to taste of Calvary.****Margaret Clarkson****
