Poem May 23, 1970 Issue

DORCAS OF JOPPA

Acts 9:36-42

Estella Mayer MacBride

What were her thoughts when opening her eyes
She found herself, not where she had lain ill,
Circled by loyal friends, but in that still
Small upper room of hers? With what surprise
She must have heard the words "Tabitha, arise"
In Peter's vibrant voice! Giving her hand
In quick obedience to that firm command,
She rose alive and well. Perhaps old ties
Of love and service once again became
Her greatest joy. And if they brought her loom,
A half-sewn garment, an unfinished cloak,
Surely she saw what she must do; awoke—
Through Peter's work—to greater love; her room,
Her thoughts, her life, transformed by Truth's
     clear flame.

Estella Mayer MacBride

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