A Mighty Prayer

Trust the Eternal when the shadows gather,When joys of daylight seem so like adream;God the unchanging pities like a father;Trust on and wait, the daystar yet shallgleam.

So reads a comforting stanza of William P. McKenzie's much-loved poem. When one ponders the stupendous problems of a postwar world, of bringing some measure of order out of chaos, of rebuilding shattered morale and hope, and binding up the wounds of men and nations, what can the human family do but "trust the Eternal." and look to Him alone for wisdom and courage?

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