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One Small Child
One little Child . . no more, no less – And could His mother Mary guess Salvation for the human race Depended on that night, that place? And did she know this Child would cause All heaven to rock with glad applause? Would cause the angels to rehearse Their midnight song of sacred verse? Would cause a star of strange design To leave its orbit, and to shine A brilliant path, from east to west? Would cause wise men to choose the best Of hoarded treasure, and to search The nations from a camel perch? Would make a king (in craven fear) Destroy small man-children near? To this small Child the nation thrilled, For He was prophecy fulfilled. But could His mother even guess While rocking Him with tenderness, The whole import of His advent . . . This one small Child, from heaven sent.~ Esther S. Buckwalter
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