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My Child



Child of My love,
lean hard,
and let Me feel the pressure of your care;
I know your burden, child.
I shaped it;
balanced it in Mine Own hand;
made no proportion in its weight to your unaided strength,
for even as I laid it on I said
"I will be near,
and while she leans on Me,
this burden will be Mine,
not hers;
So I will keep My child
within the circling arms of My own love."
Here lay it down,
nor fear to impose it
on a shoulder that upholds the government of worlds.
Yet closer come:
you are not near enough.
I would embrace your care;
so I might feel My child reclining on My breast.
You love Me,
I know.
So then do not doubt;
but loving Me,
lean hard.

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