Knights of the Pain Table

A Camelot for Sufferers of Chronic Pain

Speak Gently! Love Doth Whisper Low by David Bates

Speak Gently

Speak gently: It is better far
To rule by love than fear;
Speak gently: Let no harsh words mar
The good we might do here.

Speak gently! Love doth whisper low
The vows that true hearts bind;
And gently friendship’s accents flow;
Affection’s voice is kind.

Speak gently to the little child
Its love be sure to gain.
Teach it in accents soft and mild
It may not long remain.

Speak gently to the young, for they
Will have enough to bear;
Pass through this life as best they may
‘Tis full of anxious care!

Speak gently to the aged one,
Grieve not the careworn breast;
The sands of life are nearly run,
Let such in peace depart.

Speak gently, kindly to the poor;
Let no harsh tone be heard.
They have enough they must endure
Without an unkind word.

Speak gently to the erring: know
They must have toiled in vain;
Perchance unkindness made them so,
Oh, win them back again.

Speak gently – He who gave his life
To bend man’s stubborn will,
When elements were in fierce strife,
Said to them "Peace, be still."

Speak gently! ’tis a little thing
Dropped in the heart’s deep well;
The good, the joy, which it may bring,
Eternity shall tell.

~David Bates

God keep thy Knights safe this night and rescue them from all their fears.
May angels guard them whilst they sleep, ’til morning light doth appear.

With care,

Lady Sharon
Scribe of Camelot

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