GRAINS OF GOLD

New Zealand Tablet, Volume LII, Issue 14, 15 April 1925, Page 3

GRAINS OF GOLD

MY CRUCIFIX. ] The oldest treasure I possess My mother taught me to caress, A sacred Souvenir My Crucifix most dear. Oh worldly joys, that grace my view, As years creep on, grow small and few— Faith in Christ to profess Proves greatest happiness. '. May I hold Thee when death's at hand? That my mute prayer, Thou'lt understand, ■ When I'm too weak to speak, / Thy bleeding feet I'll seek. v, ■> ; At last when resting still and cold Ife The Sign that conquered worlds I'll hold I \ Beneath the funeral pall—--1 My Crucifix, My all. ■■ % ■ *<:'•- —Maey Agnes Meyers.