THE LEAST OF THESE

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 18, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 32.

THE LEAST OF THESE.

She had little of earthly beauty, She had less of earthly lore; She climbed by a path so narrow, Such wearisome burdens bore! And she came, with heart-a-tremble, To the warder at heaven's door,

And said, "There were hearts of heroes;" She said, "There were hands of might; I had only my little children, That called to me day and night; I could only soothe their sorrows, Their childish hearts make light."

And she bowed her head in silence, She hid her face in shame, When, out from a blaze of glory, A form majestic came, And, sweeter than all heaven's music, Lo, someone called her name!

"Dear heart that hath self forgotten, That never its own hath sought, Who keepeth the weak from falling, To the King hath jewels brought. Lo, what thou hast done for the children, For the Lord himself hast wrought!" —Woman's Journal.