Poem May 12, 1956 Issue

"HE AROSE, AND CAME TO HIS FATHER"

Kathryn Paulson

"Down every wasteful path you took,
My love still followed you,
Companioning the only road
Your wayward footsteps knew.

"And long before those steps turned home,
My faith was sure they would!
I waited only your return
To shower you with good."

O Father-Mother God, whose love,
Unfaltering, tender, waits
For every lost and wandering child
Beyond Thy heavenly gates,

More than halfway You meet them all,
Each heaven-turning one,
And cleansed, refreshed, each hears Thy words:
"Rejoice! This is My son!"

Kathryn Paulson

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