Poem January 19, 1935 Issue

Teach Me to Love!

ELSIE HILL AINSWORTH

Teach me to love! 'Tis all I need
To lighten every woe.
The world is sick, the world is faint;
And I would consecrated go,
And in the Master's humble way
True love and pity show!

Teach me to love! 'Tis love that lifts
And heals the broken heart;
Imbued with tender Christliness,
Thoughts on fresh pinions start,
Till healing, gently as a dove,
Brings consciousness that God is Love!

Aye! God is Love, unchanging Love.
O trusting heart, be still
And know that love doth brighter glow,
Reflecting but His will;
Fresh courage take! for thou, with love,
Thy niche shall surely fill!

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