Have patience with this little seedling,
Give it time to grow...
Some day there’ll be a lofty tree,
Though progress now is slow.
It may take years, so many years
To reach maturity;
But it will stand when others fall...
That calm and stalwart tree.
Have patience with the child of God
Whose spiritual growth is slow.
You yet may reap a rich reward,
And your cup of joy o’erflow.
To find a soul that simply tried...
And reached up toward the height,
Yearning for things that are Eternal,
And the Heavenly light...
The greatest joy we can receive
Is knowing one whose paths await,
And find that with our help can see
The Road to Light lies straight.
