“The Broken-Hearted Come to Thee for Cure”

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Selected from "Holly and Easter Lilies."

Lo, as at morn a dove that upward springs,

Bathes glad its plumage in expanse of light,

So we, in words of love, O King of Kings,

Behold a dawn that follows after night.

The weary one doth ever near Thee draw,

The broken-hearted come to Thee for cure;

All tenderness and just Thy simple law,

Thy life all spotless as the lilies pure.

As beautiful the lilies to our eyes,

So is Thy gift of Love unto the soul;

Aye, still we learn that in Thy teaching lies

The perfect Love to make our beings whole.

Thy master Love shall triumph, Prince of Peace,

And one by one the thoughts of hate decay

Thy blameless conquest, may it never cease,

As age to age the future rolls away!

Alfred Lambourne.