THE SUFFERER.
Pain drove his lancet ,in her-side .X ~,r r “Thou art.; the friend of Christ,” she said, “Thou art ,my friend”; he >touched her head “Lord, I am blessed in this,” she cried, i “Thy ~ love crowns , me’ .he touched • her face; The petal f beauty that ’ had r been, V \ "‘{'-y V Withered ns blows a., little space } A flower, and withers: “Now by men ’ ■ A .!•.! I am ; rejected”; and God . smiled ;■ . The beauty hidden in His child , T, ~ . Shone to high Heaven like a star, ...■ Uprose the incense of her prayer More fragrant than June meadows are; God said: “Lo, pain that is My friend Since the first days of sorrow were, Pain shall not leave thee till the end, ' Nor till the end shall these things cease, When thy soul garmented in peace Shall come to me.” She bowed her head: “I am Thy handmaid, Lord,” she said. — Cathaqir O’Braonain, in Studies.
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New Zealand Tablet, 12 June 1919, Page 35
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157THE SUFFERER. New Zealand Tablet, 12 June 1919, Page 35
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