Poem February 5, 1938 Issue

Revelation

JESSIE BARCLAY MOTTEN

I thank Thee, Father, for Thy light that shone
Across my darkness, bringing sweet release
From errors old. I think Thee doubt is gone
Before the power of Thy healing peace.

I used to think I came to Thee through tears,
That toilsome was the heavenward way for me,
But Thou hast taught me in the passing years
Through gratitude and joy to come to Thee.

I used to think I came to Thee through death,
That death could bring surcease from mortal strife,
Could buy me back again immortal breath—
But now I know I come to Thee through life!

I thank Thee, Father, that the way grows clear
Through Thine uplifted Christ, who shines above
The mortal mist, that in Thy presence dear
I know at last I come to Thee through love.

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