last one remembered that it was written, "Faith without works is dead,
being alone." And it was written again, "Those who follow me in spirit
must follow me in truth." The essence of truth lies not in thought or
feeling, but must be expressed in deeds. Right feelings follow right
actions. Thus it was with him; thus will it be with us.

Then they went their way together, doing good to one another. And each
called his neighbor "brother"; and some bore cups of cold water, and
some balm for healing; some carried oil and wine and pots of precious
ointment. To whomsoever they met they gave help and comfort. The
hungry they fed. The thirsty were given drink. He who had fallen by
the wayside was lifted up and strengthened, and the blessing of
cleanliness was brought to him who lay in filth and shame. The
blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon them, and the heart
of the widow sang for joy.

But soon those who were filled with zeal for good works were gathered
together in great bands, and each band wished to magnify its work. In
every way, to all men who asked, help was given. They searched out the
lame and the blind, and brought them that they might perforce be
healed. Cup after cup of cold water was given to the little ones, even
to those who might bring water for themselves. They cared for the
wounded wayfarer long after his wounds were made whole. It was their
joy to bathe his limbs in oil and wine, or to swathe them in fragrant
bands. And the wayfarer ceased to bear his own tent or to seek his own
raiment. What others would do for him, he need not do for himself.
And those who did not help themselves lost the power of self-help. And
those who had helped others overmuch came themselves to need the help
of others.