Poem September 2, 1944 ISSUE

Thou Nameless One to Jacob Friend

JEAN BROATCH

Thou nameless one to Jacob friendThat wrestled through the night's dark hourAnd smote the sinew of a thoughtThat long had held him in its power,Come thou with light to my dark hour,So it may vanish with thy touch,And I behold in Truth's clear dayThe knowledge of a better way.

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