Article October 29, 1927 Issue

Teach Me to Love

EUNICE M. BRONSON

Ah , Lord, so often as I go, I blunder all unthinkingly into a chilling thought that shrivels dawning joy, as frost will blacken tiny tender buds—or just the slightest careless touch will mar the feathered wings of gorgeous butterflies.

Teach me to love—that little children's eyes may light with confidence and joy when they meet mine.

Teach me to love—that neither look, nor act, nor attitude of mine may take from those I meet one single bit of peace, one particle of joy.

Teach me to be so radiant with love that I may pass in safety to and fro, nor leave one wistful thought in hearts I leave behind.

Teach me to love—that saddened eyes may smile—that weary backs may straighten from the touch of sympathy.

And so, dear Lord, that I may be a blessing wheresoe'er I go—nor hinder any slightest thought from finding Thee—teach me to love!

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