"KING SELF"

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 7, Issue 48, 11 February 1944, Page 4

"KING SELF"

Into Eden's garden fair The crafty serpent crept To interview the transformed rib Stolen while Adam slept. A form of divine lovelinessThe. world has ne'er since, seen; Eve mother of the human race— Beauty's gentle Queen. So beneath the forbidden tree Where Eve alone did wait, Satin set the old, old, snare With the fatal poisoned bait. An ingrowing discontent With tilings within one's grasp, That, nurtured in the human breast Becomes a deadly asp; That turns the milk of kindness Into envy and hatred sour, And inake-s all human intercourse A contest for the power, To side-track others interests Put honour on the shelf, Make every post, a winning post For the glory of King; Self. Eve fell and so did Adam We all know to our cost Milton has wonderfully told How Paradise: was- lost. Another Milton masterpiece Is Paradise regained •' By one whose sacrificial blood The. Jewish nation stained. ''His blood be on ov\r heads" they

cried And spat upon the crucified. The news that's broadcast every day Tells, how the Jews have had to pay For turning deaf cars to Him who spoke Of a burden light., and an easy yoke. For its unbelief the Avorld's condemned And is suffering for the same Its only hope is a childlike: faith In Him who bears its sliamc. H. SERGANT.