Poem for the Day:
Stewardship
anonymous
It is not what we earn that makes us rich
As riches are really known.
But how honest we are as we lay our hand
On what we call our own.
It is not what we keep that gives us peace
In an age when peace is rare,
But how truthful we are as we lay aside
Our own and the Master's share.
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