Poem March 1, 1941 Issue

"Shew me thy ways, O Lord"

MARY WILLIS SHELBURNE

Open my eyes that I may see
What is Thy loving will for me;
That clear before my troubled gaze
Thy light shall show the ordered ways
Of Thy requirements. Let me know
In everything how I should go.

The veil of mortal seeming lies
Close pressed against my seeking eyes.
Help me to tear its folds away,
And view Thy bright, eternal day;
No longer bound in flesh, but free
To know myself at one with Thee.