Poem April 4, 1942 Issue

Though Dark the Night

MARY STONE WALLACE

Let faith increase!
We know, though dark the night, day comes at length;
And as our day is, even so our strength.
Let faith increase, forebodings cease.

Be hope our song!
We ride a mortal storm as in a dream;
Are not God's wisdom and His love supreme?
Be hope our song when time seems long.

In Love confide!
For Love is as a burning, shining light;
Love knows no storm, no shipwreck, and no night.
Love will abide, God's wisdom guide.

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