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MOLDING THE CLAY

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 14, 1901

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 78, No. 20.

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MOLDING THE CLAY

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WITHIN their tiny hands my children hold A ball of yielding clay, And, as they try some dainty form to mold, I hear them softly say, “What shall we make? an apple or a vase? Some marbles, or a fan?” One little boy, a smile upon his face, Says, “I shall make a man.”
Straightway, with lengthened face, he at his task Begins, and ’neath the hands Unskilful, weak, and yet too proud to ask For aid, a form expands, Crude, and yet not too poor to show the man Hid in the maker’s thought— How different yet if some skilled artisan The ball of clay had wrought!
To-day within my hands my children lie; I shape them as I will, And seek for aid from Him that is on high, That He may with His skill Teach my weak, willing hands to rightly mold The clay that I have sought, That in true forms of beauty may unfold The Maker’s highest thought.
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