Side by side
In the low sunshine by the turban stone
They knelt; each made his brother’s woe his own,
Forgetting, in the agony and stress
Of pitying love, his claim of selfishness;
Peace, for his friend besought, his own became;
His prayers were answered in another’s name;
And when at last they rose up to embrace,
Each saw God’s pardon in his brother’s face.
Happy Sunday Friends.
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