Missing.

"Missing."

WHEN the anxious hearts say "Where?"

He doth answer " In My care."

"Is it life or is it death ?"

"Wait," He whispers. " Child, have faith!"

"Did they need love's tenderness?"

"Is there love like Mine to bless?"

"Were they frightened at the last?"

"No, the sting of death is past."

"Did a thought of 'Home-Love' rise?"

"I looked down thro' Mother-eyes."

"Saviour, tell us, where are they?"

"In My keeping, night and day."

"Tell us, tell us, how it stands."

"None shall pluck them from My Hands."

Ivan Adair.

(The Bookman.)

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