Poem March 31, 1934 ISSUE

Resurrection

H. CLARA BUCK

Perhaps in the early morning,In the glow of the rising sun;Perhaps in the tranquil twilightWhen the fight is fought and won,Like fullness of joy after sorrow,Like dew on the thirsting flower,To a heart that is gentle and lovingWill come that radiant hour—When truth on its snowy pinionsLifts thought above sense and sod,In endless adorationTo walk alone with God.

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