Since You loved like You did, I dare not withhold
Love to any at all, the young of the old:
What you counted worthy; I dare not shun,
So I'll pass Your love on to everyone.

Sometimes one is weary and only a smile
Will lighten the day and help for awhile;
Sometimes encouraging words convey
More than we know to some soul that day.

It doesn't cost much for an extra smile,
For words that encourage that difficult mile...
I'll remember the cost that You paid for them
And smile and encourage again and again.

Matthew 25:40

Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the
least of these, my brethren, ye have done it unto me.

Joan Clifton Costner

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