We shade our eyes, as when we face the Sun

On level with the earth, at lives all love—

The Church Triumphant, as in Heaven above!

Aye, lives all love for Christ, in every one

Who suffers wrong, or any pain thereof,

As on His Throne—such lives as thine, dear Nun.

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WINIFRED HOLT, THE LIFESAVER OF THE BLIND

Once, blindness was a burning ship at sea,