Poem August 22, 1931 Issue

The Reapers

ROBERT ELLIS KEY

Behold a mighty harvest
Of golden grain at hand:
And Science is the sickle,
And love the binding band.
The reapers are the angels,
God's thoughts, that can attain
The task of burning up the tares,
And gathering the grain.

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