Millions of people pass through this world Unnoticed
Multitude do rise in the crowded shore
Scanty are they, that make their image noted!
Only few distinguished themselves.
The special being!
They are not super men,
They had only done some things uncommonly!
They had paid the uncommon price!
If others’ fame you think you merit,
Or thought of matching equal to some men glories,
Can you live in the land of their uncommon Zeal?
We must have pray‘d uncommonly
And study far above others to have the pages
Of the scripture and books easily extempore!
We must have spent the free resources of time
To make valuable edifices of knowledge and skill;
Plodding every neglected opportunities;
To glean wonders for the future.
We must have loved men and God uncommonly,
And bent the kneel passionately
To soften the hardest man among the sinners!
We must have fasted on that rock
And tarried in the silent dark,
To beckon God’s mighty hand down this shore!
We must have had this flesh subjected
And legitimate promotion abandoned,
For Heaven’s special honour and respect!
We must have risked this sacred life
And considered it a case
Of a necessity to be discarded at any time.
We must have sacrificed great privileges,
Abandoned by dear ones
Face temptation and trials
And must have kept our visions secured
In all places and before all faces!
We must have done uncommonly
To have uncommon image!
Do not envy her, success has a price.
Victory is not cheap, neither costly,
It takes wisdom to win the most worrisome battle
A submission to the Holy Spirit
Is one unrecognised uncommon path
Of the victor in the kingdom.
We must just have done something uncommonly,
To worth, heaven’s uncommon remarks!
Just only one man’s consecration,
can captivate the world
The zeal of one man can create undeterred flood
If only there rise a determined man on the course of love and life;
Some one committed and faithful
It is no little his effect on many generations!