Sonnet: And Yet, I Must Forgive

How much can I stoop? How much should I bend? The world is getting at my nerves too much! How much I take? How much I condescend? How long must I extend my loving touch? But, some are known to me and some are not; Some are my friends and some merely strangers; And some are ones with whom I had well fought! While some had helped me in times of dangers! Yet, some have irked me for a time prolonged; And some I know have been perpetual foes; And some have always 'gainst me truly wronged; And some have been the cause of all my woes! Nevertheless, I must forgive them all! For Christ when thirsty was given just gall!