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Poems (Rumell)/The talents

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4721121Poems — The talentsLynn K. Rumell

THE TALENTS
Each to himself, his gift is given.Can you deny, they come from heaven?One sings, one soars, some pray, some heal:But each must the touch of the Master feel!The tale of tthe Talents, each day is told:We bring much or little, of the Master's gold.We learn thro' their use the law of heaven,"To him who hath, it shall be given."