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The Blind Child

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 1, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 5.

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The Blind Child

“I KNOW what mother’s face is like, Although I can not see: It’s like the music of a bell; It’s like the way the roses smell; It’s like the secrets fairies tell,— All these it’s like to me.
“I know what father’s face is like, I’m sure I know it all: It’s like his step upon the stair; It’s like his whistle on the air; It’s like his arms that take such care, And never let me fall.
“So I can tell what God is like, The God whom no one sees: He’s everything my mother means; He’s everything my father seems; He’s like my very sweetest dreams: But greater than all these.” — Selected.