"Is not My word like as a fire?" saith the LORD, "and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?" (NKJV)
The workman hammered in the earth, which place
Was hard, but it was worth the drilling, for
The Rock had future purpose not revealed ~
Some treasure hid, which now lay firmly sealed.
The first blows yielded nought.
It was much harder than he thought.
The sweat fell from the workman's brow
Endurance was required, no matter how
Much time it took the task to then fulfil,
Two blows, ten more were
Hammered on the hill!
With hope near gone he laboured on
With drill, could be that even after
Forty blows he still could barely see
The purpose of his labour?
Should he down tools and cease his toil,
Or try once more to gain this spoil?
He tried again, and lo! The rock split wide
The treasure within view was safe inside.
Was it the final blow precipitated fall?
No! not the last, but constancy
Which well endures All!
Have you been praying for a loved one, very dear
Whose Spirit-longings yet to you unclear?
Keep praying if the going may seem hard
Prevailing prayer will bring its own reward.
The fervent Prayer, we read, obtains so much
The hardest "rock" yields to the Master's touch.
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