Thy Sweet Countenance Poem by MBJ Pancras

To My Loving daughter Suzanna Christy


Sweet is thy countenance for Christ dwells in thee,
Sweetest is thy soul for Christ dwells in thee,
Thy eyes, the shining litttle lights from Him,
Thy nose, the divine bud planted in the earthly garden,
Thy ears, the happy bells of the heavenly Kingdom,
Thy mouth, the running stream of the heavenly abode,
Thy smiles, the songs of the heavenly angels.
Thou art a little babe made for us,
The Gift of God unto us dwelling in our arms,
Thou art our joy dancing in our hearts,
Our souls rejoice in the Lord,
For He answered our prayers,
And thou art the Answer meant for us.