SIMEON

The Holy Spirit told me I would seeThe dear Messiah ere I go away.Today this blessed boon has come to me!I heard the call; I climbed the temple hill.I knew at last had come the glorious day.I waited till I saw the three come near.Within his mother's arms the babe lay still;Within her eyes I saw she also knew.I took the child. The mother had no fear,Not even when I told her of the pain,And of the glorious things he is to do.We listened while the gracious Spirit toldOf what the waiting world through him would gain,Of how the little child to manhood grownWould show us that the arms of God enfold,Would teach us that the healing Christ shall beEnlightening the world eternally,And that the Father loves us as His own.

Pierrepont E. Twitchell

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TRUTH INFLEXIBLE
May 27, 1950
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