Poem April 29, 1933 Issue

Love Divine—A Hymn

ELIZABETH B. CATE

Our Father-Mother, Love divine,
We laud Thy hallowed name!
Our hearts shall be a living shrine,
Where burns Thy sacred flame.

Thy gracious, tender, healing power,
Omnipotent, is here;
Beneath its touch bold evils cower,
Illusions disappear.

A golden gleam of heavenly light,
Love's omnipresent ray,
Piercing the gloom of error's night,
Proclaims Life's radiant day.

Within this holy, perfect day,
God's likeness men shall see,
And in this likeness each shall find
His true identity.

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