Poem August 3, 1935 Issue

Gone—All Our Grief

JAMES K. WESTOVER

We need not grieve;
No heart but may look up
And see the Love-crowned dawn
Of God's eternal day—
May see the beam
And feel the warmth
Of Love's bright ray.
And o'er the intervening claims
Of mortal woe,
We may behold
The coming of the Christ—
The healing truth—
Walking, as of old,
To stretch forth arms
Of strength and power,
And gently us enfold.

We do not grieve,
When we have glimpsed
God's gracious plan
Of ever-present Life and Love
For His dear image, man.
We walk our way along
With hearts that beat
In humble gratitude
And praise for blest relief.
Gone—all our grief!
Love changed it into song.

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