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Palm Tree Christian

Inspired by Pastor H. Miles Psalm 92 vs. 12 & 13

Am I a palm tree Christian? What is that you ask?
Why a Christian, fruitful like the palm
Or maybe my name is Darnel Shallow-root, if so
I’d better read the ninety-second Psalm
For there the stately palm and the Cedar trees
Are perfect examples we all must agree

For the palm is a Monarch amidst wild desert wastes
There it bears an abundance of fruit
But the secret of yielding is not easily seen
For it’s the wonderful depth of the root
Have I the deep roots so essential to me?
Would I stand a sharp blast, like yonder palm tree?

If I never heard the great men stand and boldly preach
Whilst at convention meetings through the year
If I never had a Gospel tonic, so to speak
Or Pentecostal folks, my heart to cheer
If I had to tread the pathway all alone
Would I continue, or lose out with a groan?

If I had to go to prison: Paul and Silas did
And my back with cruel lash was badly torn
Would I sing my Psalms at midnight?, joyful songs of course!
Or would I of my condition be forlorn?
If I had the choice to suffer or to fail
Would my faith stand firm, or would my courage pale?

If I had to take a beating, like my Jesus did
Have I the grace to turn the other cheek?
Would the human flesh surge up, of course in self-defence?
Or would I take it gracefully and meek?
Would I forsake commands, that are divine?
To employ the baser powers that are mine?

If I had the task of caring for a tiny flock
Unnoticed, in some obscure kind of town
Would my face with Heavenly blessing shine and radiate?
Or, would I be inclined to wear a frown?
Would I plough the Gospel furrow, long and straight?
Or commence to moan and of my task relate?

My future years of service, the road that lies ahead
Accompanied by crowds, maybe alone
I’ll lay at Jesus' feet all my trials, come what may
To follow close the pathway, He has shown
And in my weakest moments, call upon His name
And in my greatest moment, bow my head in shame

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