Poem December 1, 1945 ISSUE

"Stretch forth thine hand"

MARGARET C. RIDENOUR

Stretch forth thine hand, dear fearful one, be whole!Piercing the uselessness of all the yearsWithered from lack of trust, demands of SoulCall for activity in Love which bearsWitness to man's full reflection of Mind.God has no knowledge of vain, foolish tears,—Humility will recognition findWith Him, restore you in His likeness, whole.

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