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Show Our Master. Immortal 'love, for ever full, For ever flowing; free. For cr- ehnrid. for uver whole, A never-ebbing ,seal No fable ola, nor mythic lore. Nor dreim .of bards und m-er, No dead fact Htrandei on the tdiora Of the obllvJoUH )wir, Hut warm, ie.t, tender, even yet A present hell" Is Il; And faith has mill lu Ollv.-t, And love lis Galilee. The healing of Ills m-iimles dress Is by our beds ut pain; We toucp Illm lu life's tliroin; and press. And we are whole aealn. Our Friend, our llrnther. and our Lord, What may Thy servlew Iw? Nor name, nor form, noi rltiml word, Hut simply following Thee. Vi.y litanies, sweet oftlces Of love and eriitltude; Thy sacramental llturglrs, The Joy of doinit good. -John O. Whlttler. |