Poems (Hoffman)/Consider the Lilies

"CONSIDER THE LILIES"
"Consider the lilies," they toil not nor spinNor lose their fresh sweetness in striving to winThe raiment they wear;Yet Solomon clad in his glory completeWith the lilies so perfect, so pure and so sweet,That sprang up to blossom and fade at his feet,Could never compare.
"Consider the lilies," in each bud concealedLies a wonderful lesson in beauty revealedOf trust and content;Behold how they bloom in the fresh sunny airWithout thought of complaint, without murmur of care,For the Lord has provided the raiment they wear'Till their short lives are spent.
"Consider the lilies," how soon their sweet breathIs scattered and lost and they molder in deathIn the soil where they grew;Yet from the green turf where their fair forms are laidFrom the dew-sprinkled sod where they wither and fadeThey shall spring in new verdure and freshness arrayedTo blossom anew.
"Consider the lilies," shall He who bestowsSuch care on a flower that a little while growsThen yields to its fate, Neglect for His children their wants to provideWith whom He has promised to ever abide.And their forms from the turf where they fade side by sideAnew to create?
"Consider the lilies," behold how they grow!Arrayed in such glory as none could bestowBut an infinite God;And back to the garden of GethsemaneAnd the lily-wreathed waters of deep GalileeThey carry us surely as streams to the seaTo the paths that He trod.