[Written for the Sentinel]

The Nazarene

He told us everything he could
About the lilies, and the way
The shepherds carry home the lambs
Within their arms at close of day;
How we within our Shepherd's fold
Are ever safely housed and fed,
And all who walk with tender Love
Like little lambs are gently led.
E'en as a hen beneath her wings
Shelters her tiny trembling brood,
He would have gathered in his arms
The world had they but understood.
He spoke to all the humble folk
And told them just such lovely things,—
Of how the Father guards and guides
Even the sparrow's drooping wings.
He told them of a son who left
His home and wandered hungering,
And who on turning back had met
Such joy and happy welcoming.
He told them Love is ever Love,
And falls on all like gentle rain;
He told them everything he could,
Then turned and blessed, and blessed again.

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