Classic Poem

When the Saviour has given you a blessing, by paper or a book,
Do not leave it idly lying, in some soon forgotten nook.
There are others to be watered, and hungry souls to feed,
So seek to spread the blessing, that has reached you in your need.
With its freshness yet upon you, 'ere the first glad glow has gone;
Let your heart look up for guidance, that your hand may pass it on.
And the one from you receiving, blessing gaining, just like you,
Can keep the blessing flowing, and pass it on anew
And when the day declares it, and you hear the words, “Well done,”
How sweet to know the Saviour was pleased—to see you pass it on!