HOMECALL
By Amy Carmichael
Out of the heat and out of the rain,
Never to know or sin or pain,
Never to fall and never to fear-
Could we wish better for one so dear?
What has she seen and what has she heard,
She who has flown away like a bird?
Eye has not seen, nor dream can show
All she has seen, all she may know,
For the pure powers of Calvary
Bathe little souls in innocency.
Tender, tender Thy love words be:
"Dear little child, come home to Me."
2 comments:
I've been thinking about and praying for her sweet family. What a comforting poem.
They are so grateful for everyones prayers. Thank you for lifting them up.
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