English poem
_To The Sunday School Children_
by Mary Baker Eddy (1821–1910)
Who sent me the picture depictive of Isaiah xi.
Jesus loves you! so does mother: Glad thy Eastertide: Loving God and one another, You in Him abide. Ours through Him who gave you to us,-- Gentle as the dove, Fondling e'en the lion furious, Leading kine with love.
Father, in Thy great heart hold them Ever thus as Thine! Shield and guide and guard them; and, when At some siren shrine They would lay their pure hearts' off'ring, Light with wisdom's ray-- Beacon beams--athwart the weakly, Rough or treacherous way.
Temper every trembling footfall, Till they gain at last-- Safe in Science, bright with glory-- Just the way Thou hast: Then, O tender Love and wisdom, Crown the lives thus blest With the guerdon of Thy bosom, Whereon they may rest!
Pleasant View, Concord, N. H., April 3, 1899.