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 twilight
When 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 loving
Will come that radiant hour—
When truth on its snowy pinions
Lifts thought above sense and sod,
In endless adoration
To walk alone with God.

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