From CHILD-SONGS

We need love’s tender lessons taught As only weakness can; God hath his small interpreters; The child must teach the man. John Greenleaf W hittier 627 628 629 THE KINGDOM “Where is the Kingdom?” asked the pompous priest, Weighted with lore, and spent with fast and feast. The lowly Christ on his pretensions smiled, And simply said, “In the heart of a little child.” 295 Thomas Curtis Clark From THE CHILDREN They are idols of the hearts and of households; They are angels of God in disguise; The sunlight still sleeps in their tresses, His glory still gleams in their eyes; These truants from home and from heaven— They have made me more manly and mild; And I know now how Jesus could liken The Kingdom of God to a child.

Charles M. Dickinson HIS MONUMENT He built a house, time laid it in the dust; He wrote a book, its title now forgot; He ruled a city, but his name is not On any tablet graven, or where rust Can gather from disuse, or marble bust.

He took a child from a wretched cot, Who on the State dishonor might have brought, And reared him in the Christian’s hope and trust. The boy, to manhood grown, became a light To many souls and preached to human need The wondrous love of the Omnipotent. The work has multiplied like stars at night When darkness deepens; every noble deed Lasts longer than a granite monument.