Poem May 24, 1947 Issue

Confident

CONSTANCE E. ELLISON

"If You have to pass through angry waters,
They shall not overwhelm you.
My peace shall go with you,
And I will give you rest."
Certain, sure, this promise stands.
So I, like sea-tossed seaman on a raft
Who sights, through waves that mount,
The distant shore,
And knows that if he will but hold steadfast
Once more he shall come safe to land,
Am sure that, holding firm to faith,
Out of the bruising waves of life
Which now against me break unceasingly
I shall arise with joy,
And find a harbor, sheltered and secure.

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