Did You?

Did you give him a lift?  He’s a brother of man,

And bearing about all the burdens he can.

Did you give him a smile?  He was downcast and blue,

And the smile would have helped him to battle it through.

Did you give him your hand?  He was slipping downhill.

And the world, so he fancied, was using him ill.

Did you give him a word?  Did you show him the road,

Or did you just let him go on with his load?

Don’t you know it’s the part of a brother of man

To find what the grief is and help when you can?

Did you stop when he asked you, to give him a lift

Or were you so busy you left him to shift?

Oh, I know what you meant—what you say may be true—

But the test of your manhood is—What did you do?

Did you reach out your hand?  Did you find him the road,

Or did you just let him go by with his load?