Monday morning motivational

I went looking for this poem, sure it was on this blog, and couldn’t find it. And worse, I couldn’t find it anywhere on the internet either. I came down to Sydney in about 1999 to hear Don Carson give a series of lectures at University of New South Wales, and he concluded one of them with this poem. I thought, ‘where did he get that?’, only to discover that he wrote it himself. I like this reminder, that some things, rightly understood, should spring forth naturally.

Shall forests hide their beauty?

Shall rainbows fade to grey?

Shall mountain streams stop dancing?

Shall lambs forget to play?

And shall I keep silent

at grace beyond degree?

Before the cross I count as loss

What once was dear to me.

Shall birds forget their singing?

Shall constellations stray?

Shall thunderstorms be muzzled?

Shall sunlight fade away?

And shall I keep silent

ashamed of Christ my Lord?

His holiness and faithfulness

The angel hosts adored.

Shall flowers mask their colours?

Shall waves die in the sea?

Shall full moons turn to darkness?

Shall laughter cease to be?

And shall I keep silent

while basking in his love?

I’ll tell his praise through all my days

And then in Heaven above.

Don Carson