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Poem: Ruth

Today I look with love upon this child -
the baby that I never thought to bear -
and, when he hears the story of my life,
he’ll know he owes his being to God’s care.

Those days in Moab seem so long ago,
my family home a strange and distant place,
for I have learned to live in Bethlehem
and look with love into a foreign face.

I well remember when Naomi came.
Her husband and her sons were fit and strong
and I, a child from Moab, did not think
that I would be her daughter before long.


© Marjorie Dobson


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