Poem December 12, 1936 Issue

Expectation

WILLIAM P. MC KENZIE

I make my prayer, and quietly wait
The answer which must surely be;
God's purpose holds no angry fate,
His loving voice will speak in me.

For by creative Life I live,
And by this life I speak and hear;
No good thing will He fail to give,
There is no place for any fear.

They only fear who know not Love;
Yet heaven awaits them; all shall know
How to be clean, to rise above
The dark despair to hope's clear glow.

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