When He Calls Me

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    He may call me Helen Mary
    Or even chi naleen, *
    For I’m different from most children
    You have always seen.
    My hair is straight and shining
    Of very darkest hue.
    My eyes are like two deep dark pools,
    And my skin is soft brown too.
    At school they call me Indian,
    At church I’m Lamanite,
    Great-grandpa says we’re chosen,
    And I think they all are right.
    By whatever name He seeks me,
    It will matter not at all,
    For I’m my Heavenly Father’s child
    And I’ll answer to His call.

    [illustration] Illustrated by Dick Brown

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    1.   *

      chi naleen is Apache for “my girl.”