Our Lord saith

Our Lord saith we do better
    To light one lamp than curse
The darkness to the letter.
    We say we could do worse.

Our Lord saith that tomorrow
    Will be provided for,
So leave off from your sorrow.
    Instead, we hoard the more.

Our Lord saith, be as they
    Who small and innocent
Know only how to play.
    We unlearn what he meant.

Our Lord saith they are blest
    Who suffer in his name,
For they shall find their rest.
    We, meanwhile, feed the flame.