THE PURIFICATION
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"WHERE, woman, is thine offering— The debt of law and love?" "My Babe a tender nestling is, And I the mother-dove." |
HIDE-AND-SEEK
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YOU hid your little self, dear Lord, As other children do; But oh, how great was their reward Who sought three days for you! |
OUT OF BOUNDS
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A LITTLE Boy, of heavenly birth, But far from home to-day, Comes down to find His ball, the Earth, That Sin has cast away. O comrades, let us one and all Join in to get Him back His ball. |