Poem June 16, 1945 Issue

"Thy son liveth"

HAZEL D. SMITH

"Weep not," the loving Master said
To the sorrowing widow at Nain.
Then her only son whom she mourned as dead
He restored to her, whole again.

"Thy son liveth," the nobleman heard
At Capernaum in Galilee;
For Jesus had only spoken the Word
And the lad was instantly free.

So may we hear the Word today
Above the tumult and strife.
The Father and son are one alway,
Man dwells in eternal Life.

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