Love So Divine

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Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Apr 19, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 15.

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Love So Divine

THE blind man, born in blindness, longs to see The plumage of the birds he often hears; The brook, whose purling waters greet his ears; The restless sea that roars incessantly; The golden fruit so pleasing to his taste; The flowers of spring whose perfume he can smell In level valley, meadow-land, or dell. The sightless life seems O, so void and waste. But blindness far more pitiable still, Is that of sin, which blindfolds willing eyes So that they fail to see the Master Mind Of that One Infinite, whose presence fills The universe,—revealed in land and skies,— Whose yearning love embraces all mankind.
DELWIN REES BUCKNER. Ambato, Ecuador.