Others — A Poem

“Others”
By Charles D. Meigs (written sometime between 1890 and 1902)

Lord help me live from day to day
In such a self-forgetful way
That even when I kneel to pray
My prayer shall be for – Others.

Help me in all the work I do
To ever be sincere and true
And know that all I do for you
Must needs be done for – Others.

Let “Self” be crucified and slain
And buried deep; and all in vain
May efforts be to rise again
Unless to live for – Others.

And when my work on earth is done
And my new work in heaven’s begun
May I forget the crown I’ve won
While thinking still of – Others.

Others, Lord, yes others
Let this my motto be
Help me to live for others
That I may live like Thee.

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2 Responses to “Others — A Poem”

  1. Gina Shipp says:

    I love the poem!

  2. Wes Powell says:

    The Way of a Pilgrim and The Pilgrim Continues His Way
    Translated from the Russian by R.M. French
    The Seabury Press 1970

    I found in this book many of the experiences I myself have had along my journey toward spiritual enlightenment. Its so reassuring to find that the same path I chose many years ago has led other seekers toward spiritual fulfillment.

    The part about choosing one prayer and repeating it over a long period of time definitely applies to my own decision more than 10 years ago. I must share with others how I came about my prayer through a second-hand book of poems, and how the stress of a broken marriage and child-support steered me toward saying the prayer every morning while walking to work.

    Lord help me live from day to day
    In such a self forgetful way
    That even when I kneel to pray
    My prayers will be for others

    Help me in all the work I do
    To ever be sincere and true
    To know the things I do for you
    Must needs be done for others

    And when my work on earth is done
    And my new work in Heaven begun
    May I forget the crown I’ve won
    While thinking still of others
    by Charles D. Meigs

    Years after I first starting reciting the prayer I attended my mom’s Womens’ Club aunual luncheon with her. It was one of those blessed days where my mom and I enjoyed our time together, she as proud of showing off her visiting son as I was seeing my mom beam with pride of family. Yes the day was holy.

    The guest speaker is introduced and the Womens Club host greets her with a plaque and scroll of achievement and recognition. As the host begins reading the scroll I am struck dumbfounded by the words I hear. Within the body of the scroll is my daily prayer which I’d never seen nor heard anywhere else. Some of the words were slightly changed and an entire verse was added, but the prayer itself was unmistakable. I looked to my mom excitedly and told her it was my prayer. She looked at me with pride, though I don’t think she fully understood the impact hearing it had on me. When I told her again after the ceremonies she simply said it must’ve been God’s will for me to be there with her that day. Amen!