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W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895.

St. Andrew

George Thomas Coster (1835–1912)

QUICK eye had Andrew. He it was amid

The thronging multitudes that marked the lad

And what his basket, and how much it had,—

‘Two fishes small and loaves of barley five.’

Rewarded eye, to trivial things alive,—

In that poor basket what rich mercy hid!

A brother’s heart had Andrew. Joy beyond

All joy to him, the promised Christ to find:

But heavenly joy may not to duty blind;

He cannot rest, his bliss is incomplete

Till Simon sits with him at Jesus’ feet,—

His brother then by more than natural bond.

Oh happy they with Andrew’s eye, to heed

A lad and his scant business in the throng,

Nor by high scorn to do his efforts wrong.

And happy they with heart that will not rest

Till in their bliss their brother too is blest;

What joy a Peter to the Lord to lead!