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LAURA GERAHTY

Here in the silence of this quiet room,
All undisturbed, with Love I find my way
Through paths of danger and through nights of gloom,
Far out into God's sun-filled, perfect day.

Not here may sin efface my sonship true;
Not in Love's atmosphere can hatred dwell;
Not through the chinks of fear can aught undo
The sacred work of knowing all is well.

Outside, the cries of men and rushing tides
Of human strife and stress may seem to be;
But here, Love's angels stoop, Love's healing bides,
And wafts its message to humanity.

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