Truth's Heritage

Man is no victim of a lawless ageSubject to desolation and decay—His is indeed a finer heritageOf loveliness that shall not pass away.Let us look to the everlasting hills,The heights of Spirit, where our solace lies,And find deliverance from human ills,Children of promise, valorous and wise.

The moment waits, the still, small voice has spokenAbove the discord of a heedless hour;The promise of Jehovah is not broken,Forever His the glory and the power.The harmony of heaven, we shall findWithin the universe of deathless Mind.

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