[Written for the Sentinel]

The Christ Child

We think of him as a little child who came long, long ago,To bring his thoughts of purity to heal a world of woe.The wise men and the shepherds,—all who beheld his light,—Came from afar, to where the star had led them through the night.

Ah, but the Christ eternal through ages past had beenReady to heal receptive hearts of thoughts of death and sin;God's truth, forever shining through mists of mortal mindHas ever been on this dark earth ready for men to find.

December 20, 1919
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