The Baby's Prayer.
She knelt with her sweet hands folded ; Her fair little head bowed low : While dead vines tapped at the window And the air was thick with snow. Without, earth dumb with winter ; Within, hearts dumb with care : And up through the leaden silence Boss softly the baby prayer. " Bless all whom I love, dear Father, And help me be good," she said. Then, stirred by a sudden fancy, She lifted the shining head. Did she catch on the frozen maple Some hint of the April green, Or the breath of the woodland blossoms, The drifts of the snow between ? " The beautiful trees," she whispered, " Where the oriole 3 used to Bing ; They are tired of the cold, cold winter, Oh, help them to grow in spring ; And the flowers that I loved to gather, Lord bring them again in May, The dear little violets, sleeping Down deep in the ground to-day." Ab, earth may be chill with snow-flakes, And hearts may be cold with care, But wastes of a frozen silence Are bridged by the baby's prayer ; And lips that were dumb with sorrow ♦ In Jubilant hope may sing ; For when earth is wrapped in winter In the heart of the Lord 'tis spring.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1917, 18 October 1884, Page 2 (Supplement)
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207The Baby's Prayer. Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1917, 18 October 1884, Page 2 (Supplement)
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