Poem November 28, 1942 ISSUE

The Voice of God

JAMES C. TOWNSEND

The voice of God is heard by him who waitsWith understanding heart and eager ear;It comes in tender sweetness through the gloomOf human mind, and baseless mortal fear;It finds its way to dark sequestered cellAnd fills it with the gladsome song of Love,Or comes to him who walks in market place,And sounds in lowly depths or heights above.The voice of God resounds in every place,The earth it fills, the sea, and all of space.

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