It Matters Not

It matters not if cherished friends
On whom I leaned in vain
Have wounded me by word and deed
And left me with great pain.
What matters is, can I forgive
Again and yet again?
It's not, have they been true, but,
Lord, Have I been true to them?

'Twill matter not when evening comes
How rough the road I've trod;
If only I have walked with Him
And led some soul to God.
For when I wake to be like Him
Who saved me by His grace,
Earth's pain will vanish when I catch
One glimpse of His dear face.
--Author Unknown