TO THE SUNDAY SCHOOL CHILDREN

By Mary Baker Eddy

Jesus loves you! so does mother:

Glad thy Eastertide:

Loving God and one another,

You in Him abide.

Ours through Him who gave you to us,—

Gentle as the dove,

Fondling e'en the lion furious,

Leading kine with love.

Father, in Thy great heart hold them

Ever thus as Thine!

Shield and guide and guard them; and, when

At some siren shrine

They would lay their pure hearts’ off'ring,

Light with wisdom's ray —

Beacon beams — athwart the weakly,

Rough or treacherous way.

Temper every trembling footfall,

Till they gain at last —

Safe in Science, bright with glory —

Just the way Thou hast:

Then, O tender Love and wisdom,

Crown the lives thus blest

With the guerdon of Thy bosom,

Whereon they may rest!