OF GOOD REPORT

Who wouldst Thou have me be, oh Lord?
Thy birth in Bethlehem
Has got me humming first noels
And skipping like a lamb.

What wouldst Thou have me do, my Lord?
Thy home in Nazareth
Reminds me to grow grace by grace,
To fear not even death.

Where wouldst Thou have me go, dear Lord?
Thy walk in Galilee
Has left me restless for Thy shores,
Thy blessed propinquity.

When wouldst Thou have me learn, dear Lord?
Thy days in Bethany
Tell me to seek a better part
In Thy proximity.

Why wouldst Thou salvage me, good Lord?
Thy sharp Gethsemane
Seems hard until I see the pain
Transformed to victory.

How wouldst Thou have me help, kind Lord?
The path to Jericho
Requires a good Samaritan
To ease a Neighbor’s woe.

(24 March 2009, Provo, Utah)