XXXV TO THE HOLY CHILD
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AS PAINTED BY RAPHAEL
O LORD, Thyself hast taught that sight is not belief; And yet within Thine eyes I see eternity, The love which told the dying thief That he should rest in Paradise Is there, though Thou art still a Child at Mary’s knee; The joy of perfect sacrifice Is there, and that unfathomed grief In which our griefs have sunk like tears in one wide sea.