by Susan Ternyey
I have within A Martha and a Mary. Master, wilt Thou judge them fairly-- For the one who serves Thee with her hands, Begs only Thy help in her weighty tasks, While the one who listens with all her heart For wisdom from Thy lips only asks. Shall she be denied? Which? Is Martha to be condemned? She serves sincerely as listens Mary. Master, please, do judge her fairy; I love her dearly as her Friend. These two sisters within me reside, Shall I cast either cruelly to the world outside? Are they not of one Father, one family? Love they not both their brother, and Thee?
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