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The Sin of
Doing Nothing At All
He made no
mistakes, took no wrong roads,
He never fumbled the ball.
He never went down 'neath the weight of a load
He simply did nothing at all.
He lost no hard fight in defense of the right.
Never bled with his back to the wall.
He never felt faint in his climb to the light
He simply did nothing at all.
So death came nigh, for life slipped by,
And he feared for the Judgment Hall;
When they asked him why, he said with a sigh,
"I simply did nothing at all."
So God will pardon your blunder, my friend,
Or regard with pity your fall;
But the one big sin that surely means hell,
Is simply to do nothing at all.
-- Selected
(as published in The Minister's Monthly, January 1969)
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