Poem August 22, 1942 Issue

Crossing Over Jordan

VERE BAILLIEU

Have you too come to Jordan,
With your trembling feet on the brink?
Is the goal that lies before you
Farther than you dare think?

Put your feet on the waters,
With the ark of your trust held high,
For the power that bears you over
Is strong, and very nigh

To roll back the swirling currents
Of erring, human will.
Curbed, they will heap beside you,
Quiet, a sheltering hill.

Then put your feet on the waters,
And do not for once look back,
And you will feel beneath you
Truth's safe and narrow track.

For the firm ground of salvation
Awaiteth me and you;
So come, cross over Jordan—
God's promises are true.

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