I have here two poems, The first is by Chris Mooney, called “My Friend”. The second is by Ivan Moiseyev, my Christian persecution hero.
I posted this a while ago (here), but I wanted to post it again as a good reminder.
“My friend, I stand in judgment now
And feel that you’re to blame somehow
While on this earth I walked with you day by day
And never did you point the way
You knew the LORD in truth and glory
But never did you tell the story
My knowledge then was very dim
You could have led me safe to Him
Though we lived together here on earth
You never told me of your second birth
And now I stand this day condemned
Because you failed to mention Him
You taught me many things, that’s true
I called you “friend” and trusted you
But now I learned, it’s too late
You could have kept me from this fate
We walked by day and talked by night
And you showed me not the light
You let me live, love and die
And all the while you knew I’d never live on high
Yes, I called you “friend” in life
And trusted you in joy and strife
Yet in coming to this end
I see you really weren’t my friend.”
This poem is by Ivan Moiseyev. He wrote this during his persecution in the Russian army.
“In heavy trials day upon day
Be not discouraged as you stand alone,
The call to suffering in this life obey,
Your faraway goal is known.
Advance–fall not back in the terrible storm,
Do not lose heart as you stand alone,
May your heart toward brothers stay ever warm
Advance–fall not back in the storm.
While enemies blaspheme, accuse you, and mock,
Advance–lose not heart in the darkening storm,
Do not lose heart as in deep faith you walk
Sow seeds of righteousness even as they scorn.
Advance alone to the goal,
Harvest comes for men’s soul.”