At His Execution

By Rudyard Kipling

I am made all things to all men—

   Hebrew, Roman, and Greek—

   In each one's tongue I speal,

Suiting to each my word,

That some may be drawn to the Lord!

I am made all things to all men—

   In City or Wilderness

   Praising the crafts they profess

That some may be drawn to the Lord—

By any means to my Lord!

Since I was overcome

   By that great Light and Word,

   I have forgot or forgone

The self men call their own

(Being made all things to all men)

   So that I might save some

   At such small price, to the Lord,

As being all things to all men.

I was made all things to all men,

But now my course is done—

And now is my reward…

Ah, Christ, when I stand at Thy Throne

With those I have drawn to the Lord,

Restore me my self again!