Children’S Faith

Great teachers had we in our youth, Great lessons learned we unaware. Faith, sure enough to laugh at Truth, If Truth had not been also fair, Was ours: we clasped the very hand That shaped the worlds, and read complete The secret of the Love that planned, In flowers that grew about our feet.

Our instincts made immortal claims; Our spirits touched the infinite; We breathed the breath of spacious aims, But lowly things were our delight. No load had seemed too great to bear But in our kinship with the sod, Our weakness gave us hearts to share The vast humanity of God.