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Poem February 13, 1932 Issue

Confidence

SARAH H. COLLINSON

Father , I lift my heart to Thee
When clouds are dark and shadows fall;
I touch Thy hand, and know Thee near,
For Thou art All.

Father, I lift my eyes to Thee;
Love casts out fears, and woes of sense;
Within Thine arms, I know no fear—
Thou art omnipotence.

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