Poem July 10, 1937 Issue

"The secret place"

MARION CRAMPTON MORGAN

Not only in the woodland solitude
Or mountain fastness do we find our peace;
Our hearts find anchor in the love of God—
In glorifying good comes sweet release.

To love, yea, to revere and love our God,
Will cast out all of evil's boasted power;
God is our refuge and our citadel,
Our fortress strong, our rock, and our high tower.

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