Poem January 23, 1902 Issue

Forever Thine

BY G. M. PRESCOTT

Forever Thine, Oh God of Love!
This thought can always bring us light:
And, since we rest within Thy Love,
Our pathway must be always bright.

Forever Thine—and if we choose
To leave Thy path and go astray,
E'en then by Thee we are led back
To tread once more the narrow way.

Forever Thine—if this sweet thought
Is always present in our mind,
No thought of sin, disease, or death,
Within our consciousness we'll find.

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