Poem by George MacDonald

A Father to a Mother

When God's own child came down to earth,
High heaven was very glad;
The angels sang for holy mirth;
Not God himself was sad!

Shall we, when ours goes homeward, fret?
Come, Hope, and wait on Sorrow!
The little one will not forget;
It's only till to-morrow!

1. The Gospel Women. 16. The Woman That Was a Sinner
2. Concerning Jesus
3. The Gospel Women. 3. The Mother of Zebedee's Children
4. A Memorial of Africa
5. The Gospel Women. 7. The Woman Who Came behind Him in the Crowd

Print

1254 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version