Poem July 6, 1946 Issue

The All-Knowing Mind

SALLY FORTH

I need not cry so very loud,
For He is ever near,
Nor be afraid to trust in Him;
There is no room for fear.
My faintest whisper reaches Him,
He hears before I call;
My smallest need is known to Him
Who heeds the sparrow's fall.

I need not say so very much
To gain my Father's ear,
No prayer too short or simple,
If fervent and sincere.
No place can be too far away,
Space does not signify;
No sea too deep to penetrate,
No stratosphere too high.

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