Did they come to thee, Lord Jesus,
'Mid the noises of the plane?
When the saw creaked shrilly, shrilly,
Shrieked and passed, . . . and passed again:
Did they come to thee for loving,—
Loved as never loved before?
Didst thou watch them sometimes playing
In the sunlight on the floor?
Playing in the golden sunshine with the shavings
on the floor
Till they turned and saw the mother Mary watching by the door:
Saw the mother watching . . . waiting . . . ever
by the open door?
Did they come to thee, Lord Jesus,
When thou turn'dst to Galilee
From the grave's wide-open portals,
Ere thou left them tenderly?
Did they come in joy or sorrow?
Did they fear for Calvary
Who must follow in thy pathway,
Who must triumph, Lord, with thee,
Who must triumph through the gates of hell which
thou hadst opened wide?
Did they tremble till they lifted up their eyes unto
thy side,
Saw the proofs of Life, and knew, dear Lord, that
thou hadst never died?
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
THE CHILDREN OF NAZARETH
From the November 1924 issue of The Christian Science Journal