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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Tacoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jul 25, 1907

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 84, No. 30.

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Sympathy

By E. H. Foss

Kiss those little hurt fingers now, That are held up in tears to you. And as for the comforting — why, or how — O, never the chance eschew! Because you never, no, never can tell That wonderful reason, why A kiss makes little hurt fingers well, And hushes the baby's cry.
Kiss the tears from the baby's eyes, Those wonderful eyes so blue; What matter no reason you can surmise The sorrow therein is true. And you never can do a more gracious deed No matter how hard you try, For your kiss of love meets the baby's need Though you never may know just why.
Little hurt fingers or little hurt hearts You'll find while the world doth move, You never may know why the tear-drop starts, Nor how it is cured by love. Yet over and over, and over again, When baby is hurt and cries, There's nothing will soften and soothe the pain Till mother her kiss applies. — E. H. Foss.