Poem March 29, 1947 ISSUE

The Reader Prays

GRACE K. STICHT

Dear God, this is a sacred, selfless hour.May I be clothed with Christ's humilityAnd know Thine is the glory and the power.Not person but Thy likeness may men see.

I cannot fear when I am serving TheeThat any evil power can do me wrong.The desk—the very place I love to be—Is not a target but a fortress strong.

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