A CROWN OF STARS

Oh, spare me all trouble 
And save me from sorrow;
May each happy day 
Bring a brighter tomorrow.

May I never know pain 
Or taste bitter woe 
Sadness and suffering 
I care not to know.



But if I should meet Him 
Sometime ... face to face 
Will I feel oddly strange 
And a bit out of place,

When I look at the marks 
Where the nails went in 
As He hung on the cross 
To save us from sin?



Will He think me unworthy 
To be one of His own 
And too weak and untried 
To sit at His throne?


Will I forfeit my right 
To a crown set with stars 
Because I can show Him 
No "battle scars"?



Will the one who suffered 
And wept with pain 
Be the one He will welcome 
To share His domain?


Will the trials of life 
Make a crown of stars 
Unfit to be worn 
By the one without scars?


~ Helen Steiner Rice ~

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