Poem December 2, 1944 Issue

"Glory to God in the highest"

EDITH COONLEY HOWES

Except my lips first learn to sing,
"To God the highest glory be,"
I cannot hear the "Peace on earth"
His messengers would bring to me.

I cannot pray, "Good will to men."
Nor know the joy such prayers impart,
Except Love's benediction find
Its rich fulfillment in my heart.

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