THE Man whose touch brought healing life and balm,
Whose word brought to the darkened soul a calm,
Brought those who slept in death the pulsing life,
Brought quietude where lawlessness and strife
Had reigned; the Man whose wondrous, matchless love
Brought Him to earth from untold power above
To live, to toil, to suffer here below
That Man the endless joys of heaven might know;—
He bids me tell you pardon waits for you,
His love and power grasped create anew.