Compassion's Heart

Compassion's ear is not too far
From us in darkest night;
It closely listens to the beat
Of hearts afraid with fright.
Compassion's mouth is not shut tight
When trouble hurts the soul;
Compassion speaks to souls that groan
Its purpose to console.
Compassion's head is never slow
To turn to meet our need;
It meets the foe that hurts us so
With urgency and speed.
Compassion's eye is never closed
To tears that stain the cheek;
Compassion sees the cause of tears
And gives the help we seek.
Compassion's heart is never cold
Or distant in our strife;
It beats from God's own pulse with might
To lift from death to life!

by Kenneth R. Thompson

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