Poem April 24, 1943 Issue

Resurrection

DOROTHY M. THORNTON

From sadness turn, and thou shalt find
Love, ever present, constant, kind:
Love that is man's eternal Life
Above the pain of human strife;
Changeless, we are at one with Him
Who knows no death, or vision dim
Of those we thought had died: who gives
The understanding that man lives—
Lives in eternal Truth, whose hold
Embraces all. Mary, of old,
Turned from the tomb, explored in vain,
And found her risen Lord again.
Turn thou, like Mary, from thy grief
And loneliness. In dim belief
In death's dark shade we walk alone;
In Life, we learn that all are one.

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