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W. Garrett Horder, comp.  The Poets’ Bible: New Testament.  1895.
George MacDonald (1824–1905)
IF I might guess, then guess I would:—
  Amid the gathered folk,
This gentle Dorcas one day stood,
  And heard what Jesus spoke.
She saw the woven, seamless coat—        5
  Half envious for his sake:
“Oh, happy hands,” she said, “that wrought
  That honoured thing to make!”
Her eyes with longing tears grow dim,
  She never can come nigh        10
To work one service poor for him
  For whom she glad would die!
But hark! he speaks a mighty word;
  She hearkens now indeed!
“When did we see thee naked, Lord,        15
  And clothed thee in thy need?
“The King shall answer, Inasmuch
  As to my brothers ye
Did it—even to the least of such—
  Ye did it unto me.”        20
Home, home she went, and plied the loom
  And Jesus’ poor arrayed
She died—they wept about the room,
  And showed the coats she made.

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