Poem September 21, 1907 Issue

COMFORT

Elizabeth Allen Mallory

Love , little children,
Meaneth comfort in the doing,
Comfort from the Father-heart
Sent to those who do their part.
Let the light of God's great peace
Bid the toil and turmoil cease;
Strike not out in thine own way,
Watch the Father's loving sway
As it enters in to guide;
Let His peace with thee abide.

Elizabeth Allen Mallory.

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