Poem August 26, 1939 ISSUE

God's Will

FLORENCE L. MAGERS

THY will, not mine—most humbly do I prayAs did our Master in Gethsemane.I know Thy will is only good alway,I drink the cup, in mercy given me.

Thy will, not mine—may strength be mine to bearThe cross of hatred of Thy truth and love!With joy I learn for Thee to do and dareIn service that brings blessings from above.

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