Poem February 10, 1934 Issue

Trust

ROSAMOND NIGHTINGALE PIGOTT

Because I put my trust in Thee, O God,
The way has easier grown my feet have trod.
Flowers line my path of love and hope;
The power is mine to conquer and to cope
With all things difficult.

Because I put my trust in Thee, O God,
All things are working truly for my good.
Faith, health, and harmony, their comfort bring;
My inmost thoughts Thy praises sing;
My heart is unafraid.

Because I put my trust in Thee, dear God,
Mountains have passed away with one accord;
Doubt, fear, and worry hasten on their way.
All praise to Thee who dost my courage stay,
And set my spirit free.