Poem January 2, 1932 Issue

Love's Allness

EDITH L. PERKINS

O thou oppressed by fear, know Love is here,
Dispelling every cloud, each shadow drear
That would appall.

Wake from thy troubled dream; Love is supreme!
What mortal sense asserts, doth only seem,
Nor can enthrall.

Put blinding doubt aside, in trust abide;
With Love thy ever constant guard and guide,
Thou canst not fall.

Fear hath in thee no part; Love's child thou art!
Can aught but perfect peace possess thy heart
When Love is All?

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