THE BLIND WEAVER

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 2, 1898

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 24, No. 22.

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THE BLIND WEAVER.

A BLIND boy stood beside the loom And wove a fabric. To and fro Beneath his firm and steady touch He made the busy shuttle go.
And oft the teacher passed that way And gave the colors, thread by thread, But by the boy the pattern fair Was all unseen; its hues were dead.
“How can you weave?” we, pitying, cried. The blind boy smiled. “I do my best; I make the fabric firm and strong, And one who sees does all the rest.”
O happy thought! Beside life's loom We blindly strive our best to do, And He who marked the pattern out And holds the threads will make it true.
—Beth Day, in Youth's Companion.