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Poem July 3, 1943 Issue

God Reigneth

CONRAD EIERMANN

God reigneth—yes, the darkest hour
Must yield its false and gloomy power,
When thought is turned from sense to Soul.

In meditation's deep content
We glimpse a God omnipotent,
And, lo, the truth has made us whole.

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