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The Child's Answer
Who made these flowers, I asked a child,
So many and so fair?
“God,” she replied, “He made them all,
And for them all doth care.”
So many and so fair?
“God,” she replied, “He made them all,
And for them all doth care.”
But man, than child, less wise may be,
Who proudly seeks to know
The truths, which Faith, by humblest flower,
To infant minds can show.
Who proudly seeks to know
The truths, which Faith, by humblest flower,
To infant minds can show.
Him doubts perplex. And oft he seeks
By reasonings long to prove;
What to the child so plain appears,
God's being, and his love.
By reasonings long to prove;
What to the child so plain appears,
God's being, and his love.
It is not that all outward things
Do not his power proclaim;
But in ourselves the darkness is,
Who cannot read his Name.
Do not his power proclaim;
But in ourselves the darkness is,
Who cannot read his Name.
There's not a star in heaven above,
Nor flower beneath our feet;
But doth to all men, everywhere,
That glorious Name repeat.
Nor flower beneath our feet;
But doth to all men, everywhere,
That glorious Name repeat.
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Oh may we have a humble mind,
Their teachings to receive;
And may we, like the little child,
In God, in Christ believe!
Their teachings to receive;
And may we, like the little child,
In God, in Christ believe!
Poem No. 814; c. 15 September 1860
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