Did you give him a lift? He's a brother of man
And bearing about all the burden 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 a hand? He was slipping down hill.
And the world,so I 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?
Did you help him along? He's a sinner like you.
But the grasp of your hand might have helped him through.
Did you bid him good cheer?Just a word and a smile
Were what he most needed that last weary mile.
Did you know what he bore in that burden of cares.
That is every man's load and that sympathy shares?
Did you try to find out what he neede from you.
Or did you just leave him to battle it through?
Do you know what it means to be losing the fight,
When a lift just in time might set everything right?
Do you know what it means-just a clasp of a hand.
When a man's borne about all a man ought to stand?
Did you ask what it was-why the quivering lip?
Why the half-supposed sob, and the scalding tears drip?
Were you brother of his when the time came of need?
Did you offer to help him, or didn't you heed?
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 a hand? Did you find him the road,
Or did you just let him go by with his load?
