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Heart’s Desire

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 24, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 54.

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Heart’s Desire

By ARTHUR W. SPAULDING

ARTHUR W. SPAULDING
They did not tell us, Heart’s Desire, That we should love you so: They could not carry weighty news, Because they did not know. They knew the trouble and the pain, The treasure-forming fire; But of that treasure’s worth,— not they! Little Heart’s Desire.
Through months and days we dreamed of you, And formed some wide surmise. Now out of dreamland you have come, With wonder in your eyes, And tiny fingers wandering free Upon our heart-strung lyre. Ah, wondrous music you evoke, Little Heart’s Desire!
Why came you hither, little one? What meed of grace have we That midst the earth’s cold misery This priceless joy should be? And what does he, the Giver, ask? What covenant require? What might we plight to match his gift, Little Heart’s Desire?
Ah, naught of gold and naught of blood Shall be our sacrifice: The love you bring us we conjoin To love beyond the skies. And when this lower school has closed, Still may we, in the higher, Teach you the love we thus are taught, Little Heart’s Desire.
Hendersonville, N. C.