Religion
Called
From Under the Surface
Holy brethren, called and chosen by the sovereign Voice of Might,
See your high and holy calling out of darkness into light !
Called according to His purpose and the riches of His love;
Won to listen by the leading of the gentle heavenly Dove !
Called to suffer with our Master, patiently to run His race ;
Called a blessing to inherit, called to holiness and grace ;
Called to fellowship with Jesus, by the Ever-Faithful One ;
Called to His eternal glory, to the kingdom of His Son.
Whom He calleth He preserveth, and His glory they shall see;
He is faithful that hath called you, — He will do it, fear not ye !
Therefore, holy brethren, onward ! thus ye make your calling sure !
For the prize of this high calling, bravely to the end endure.
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Cite this poem
MLA
Havergal, Frances Ridley. “Called.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/havergal/374/.
Chicago
Havergal, Frances Ridley. “Called.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/havergal/374/.
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