No song I sing, no breath I take,
But it belongs to Thee;
If I each day remember this,
I’ve learned humility.
If I be gifted any way,
And some acclaim be mine,
Help me, Father, to relay
The plaudits which are Thine.
Without the Breath of God in each,
All lifeless puppets, we;
If this thought dominate my life,
I’ve learned humility!
by Ray Romine Monday, October 4, 1943