Poem April 8, 1939 Issue

Ever-Presence

MARGARET OSBORN

Fear not, dear child, for I am with thee always,
Guiding through tempest,
Guarding thee through storm.
Low may the clouds hang, fierce the waves assail thee,
I am beside thee. Nothing can thee harm.

Fear not, dear child, the storms of earth are seeming.
Far through the clouds
The light of Truth shines clear.
Safe in thy small craft set the true course bravely.
I shall sustain thee, child forever dear.

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