Poem October 4, 1947 ISSUE

FEAR NOT, O LAND!

Rosa M. Turner

O land, rejoice; for you new joy shall rise,Welling from long-sealed fountains. You shall beNo more called desolate: the wasted yearsShall be restored; land that was famine-ridShall spring with fresh young corn, and you shall beNo more forsaken. Patient and joyous,You shall never be ashamed. Be fruitful,For you shall know that you are loved of God,And, living love, shall prove that Love is All.

Rosa M. Turner

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