Poem March 4, 1922 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

The Shadow of the Almighty

Mary R. Becket

Within God's shadow there is peace eternal,
Though, dreamlike, noises of the world go on:
For where He is, there must be joy supernal,
Which never passes to oblivion.

For in God's presence there is perfect calmness,
Full, as the flowing tide of summer sea;
And in His likeness we shall find our gladness,
When we awake; and, satisfied, shall see

In whom "we live, and move, and have our being;"
Who all things made, in whom all things consist;
Truth purifying, healing, saving, freeing
From error, and the ills it says exist.

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