12 OCTOBER 1951, Page 14

Berceuse

Love, when your Love, your Lord, puts out the light, Turn in your bed and sleep.

Take as your'children in assuaging arms The anguish and the harms He gave into your keep For cherishing through the long dismal night.

So sleeping in obedience for His sake, Crying, you cease to cry ; And when His will at last recalls yourday, As blessings the cares stay.

Not half-light from the sky Lights you but His Son's visage as you wake.

KATHARINE GARVIN.