Poem September 19, 1977 Issue

PRACTITIONER AND PATIENT

Jean I. Tainsh

Two and two they go before God's face
To every place
Where Christ (or Truth) will come;

To every place where fear or sin or doubt
Would shout:
"Bow down! Bow down!"

Unbowed, undeafened, two and two they go,
Or fast or slow,
And one holds high his lamp.

By one's unwinking lamp they both may see,
And quietly
Prepare the way for Christ.

The highway thus prepared, the two rejoice
To hear the voice
Of Truth that surely comes;

That surely comes with warm and healing grace
To every place
Prepared and swept for Christ.

The lamps are ready and the wicks are trim,
Awaiting Him
Whose touch is Light itself.

And at God's touch the two go one and one:
The work is done—
The second lamp is lit.

Jean I. Tainsh

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