Poem April 4, 1936 Issue

To a Little Maid

[Written Especially for Children]

LAURA GERAHTY

She waited on the wife of Naaman;
Maybe she fetched and carried all the day,
Finding but little time for gladsome play
Between the many errands that she ran.

But in her tender heart there dwelt the prayer
That God could heal her master of his ill,
If only he would bend to His sweet will
And take the healing that was offered there.

So you, just like that little serving-maid
Who waited on the wife of Naaman,
Must know each moment, as indeed you can,
That Love is always near to give you aid.

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