UNTO whose offerings had not God respect?
Th’ enduring name of Him whom saints expect.
A place where Jesus dried the mourner’s tears.
A mount which fills the guilty heart with fears.
A people, for their fathers’ sakes, beloved.
A godly king whose wife with scorn reproved.
Her name from whom our woe and bliss descend.
A sinful Gentile whom God’s host befriend.
A prophet where the gospel tidings shine
In six short words, with blessings all divine.
A youth, once meekly as an offering laid,
And where was this complete surrender made?
The initials to my answer call the heart
To Him, whose changeless grace will ne’er depart.
As the believer heeds these words aright
His feet shall tread a path of heavenly light.
R.