Poem April 27, 1940 Issue

Thou Hast Created Me

DORATHEA STURDIVANT FAGAN

Thou hast created me perfect, eternal,
Child of Thy wonderful wisdom and grace.
This is my heritage: Life, immortality.
Thine is the light that illumines my face.

Thou art the Love that walks ever beside me,
Thou art the Truth that my heart understands.
Ever rejoicing, I dwell in Thy kingdom;
I am Thine image, the work of Thy hands.

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