Poem April 9, 1932 Issue

"And after the wind"

KATHRINE H. WILLIAMS

I Thank Thee, Lord, in this gentler hour
That the strength of the storm is gone,
That daylight waits at the windowpane
And the clouds are hued with dawn.

Yet why should I look for outward signs
Or fear when the storm enshrouds,
Since Thou art my light in deepest night,
My dawn beyond the clouds?

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