A Poem of Anonymity

When God wants to drill a man and thrill a man and skill a man
When God wants to mould a man to play the noblest part
When He yearns with all His heart to create so bold and great a man
that all the world might be amazed,
Watch His methods, watch His ways
How He ruthlessly perfects whom He royally elects
How He hammers and hurts him, and with mighty blows converts him
Into trial shapes of clay that only God understands
While his tortured heart is crying and he lifts beseeching hands
How He bends but never breaks
When his good He undertakes
How He uses whom He chooses
And with mighty acts induces him to try His splendour out
God knows what He is about.

- anonymous