Obedience
I said, Let me walk in the fields;
He said, Nay, walk in the town;
I said, There are no flowers there;
He said, No flowers, but a crown.
I said, But the sky is black,
There is nothing but noise and din.
But He wept as He sent me back;
There is more, He said, there is sin.
I said, But the air is thick,
And fogs are veiling the sun.
He answered, Yet hearts are sick,
And souls in the dark undone.
I said, I shall miss the light,
And friends will miss me, they say.
He answered me, Choose to-night
If I am to miss you, or they.
I pleaded for time to be given;
He said, Is it hard to decide?
It will not seem hard in heaven
To have followed the steps of your guide.
I cast one look at the field,
Then set my face to the town;
He said, My child, do you yield?
Will you leave the flowers for the crown?
Then into His hand went mine,
And into my heart came He,
And I walk in the light divine
The path I had feared to see!
George MacDonald