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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Apr 14, 1904

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 81, No. 15.

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A Little Child

There's nothing more pure in heaven, And nothing on earth more mild, More full of the light that is all divine, Than the smile of a little child.
The sinless lips, half parted, With breath as sweet as the air, And light that seems so glad to shine In the gold of the sunny hair.
O little one, smile and bless me! For somehow—I know not why— I feel in my soul, when the children smile, That angels are passing by.
I feel that the gates of heaven Are nearer than I knew, That the light and the hope of that sweeter world, Like the dawn, are breaking through. —Selected.