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Poem January 8, 1944 Issue

God Doth Preserve His Own

OMA OLNA MARTIN

The Word of God is sure.
As silver in a furnace tried
Seven times and purified,
The Word of God is pure.

I of the Lord am known.
Though constantly my heart is tried
By fears that rise on every side,
God does preserve His own.

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