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Katharine Tynan - Pilgrims To The East
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This Christmas-time my son will come,
     God willing, to the Holy Place
And by the manger`s little room
     Will bend his knee and bow his face,
Eager, with shepherds and with kings,
For to behold the Holy Things.

The very child I made will see,
     God willing, little Bethlehem,
The Garden of the Agony,
     Olivet and Jerusalem
And climb to Calvary`s sacred hill --
Ah, but the world is Calvary still!

My own son`s feet the dust shall press,
     God willing, where the Holy Feet
Passed on His Father`s business:
     And some high room above the street
Shall stir a memory of that Feast
Where He himself was Eucharist.

Yea, by the Gate called Beautiful
     My son, my little son, shall go
And bathe in Siloam`s healing pool.
     Yet if God will not have it so
At least my son, in His high Name,
Has travelled towards Jerusalem.
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