Poem October 31, 1914 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Compassion

EDITH L. PERKINS

Dear little bird with the wounded wing,
So fettered by fear and suffering,
The Father's love doth healing bring!

O thou oppressed, with the wounded heart
So grievously pierced by sorrow's dart,
The Father's love doth joy impart,—

The Love that heals all earthly ill,
That every seeming void doth fill,
That saith to the struggling, "Peace, be still."

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