Think on my way
You who have been
Given gifts by Me,
Yet you do not
Give Me honor
By taking the thing
I entrusted to you
And making fruit
From that seed
That grows and,
Eternally, gives food.
Think on what
You will do
In that hour
Every man brings
His earthly works,
Standing before Me,
To receive reward
According to the
Measure of things
He has done,
According to eternity.
What lasts being
Born of Me,
Burned up, all
Other things.