A little child, O Father-Mother God,
Do I lift up my face in trust to Thee;
And as a child beside his parent's knee,
Learning through love his lessons, needs no rod,
So I, in meekness, kneeling at Thy feet,
Would learn to understand and do Thy will,
My little lamp with Thy pure oil would fill,
In Thy reflection know my life complete.
Always, dear Father, as a little child,
Whose innocence knows naught that is not pure;
Only of Thine omniscience I am sure,
Nor e'er will be by false beliefs defiled.
Upward I turn mine eyes in steadfast gaze,
And lift my face to Thee in love and praise.
Poems
AS A LITTLE CHILD
From the May 1934 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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