Poem July 11, 1942 Issue

Thy Birthright

HAROLD G. MORRIS

Didst thou but know thy God aright,
And His true image see,
Thou wouldst not have a doubt or fear
For what's in store for thee.

Thy birthright is eternal good.
Thou canst not ask for more
Than God hath given to thee—His child;
Rich blessings on thee pour.

Pray then for wisdom to discern
The Christly gifts, apart
From error's pottage—empty husks,
Which fail the hungering heart.

The light of Science doth reveal
The Father's holy plan
Includes no sin, disease, or death
For His reflection, man.

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