Two Turtle Doves

Dwelling holy and on high,

yet with spirits poor and low,

mercy beaming in His eye

lights the path on which they go.

Peace and peace, His lavish blessing,

to the far and to the near;

healing bringing, griefs redressing

fashion praises for His ear.

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The greatest gift a mother gives,

enfolded in her love,

is in the way she daily lives:

before the Lord above.

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Christmas Day poems:

the first on Isa 57:15, 18-19;

the second in honor of my mother