Poem November 5, 1932 Issue

Our Leader

ELIZABETH B. CATE

She followed where the Master led
With vision clear, and faith serene;
She foiled the poisoned darts of hate,
And rose to heights where God is seen.

By inspiration's holy light,
With gentle might of tongue and pen,
She proved a living gospel's power,
To free the captive thoughts of men.

From Spirit's treasure house of truth,
Where gem with gem in glory vies,
She brought the "Key" that opens wide
The pearly gates of paradise.

With grateful hearts a mighty throng
The homage of obedience pay,
And speed the joyful message on—
The healing Christ is here today.

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