Poem February 5, 1944 Issue

The Living Christ

MYRTLE E. JONES

Your heart was heavy, Mary,
When they placed him in the tomb;
Your mother-heart was leaden
In the darkness and the gloom.

But how quickly you responded
When you saw the morning light;
The sepulcher was empty,
The earth was shining bright!

May we, our hearts uplifted,
With radiance make tryst,
And be the Father's temple—
Express the living Christ!

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