Poem July 12, 1947 ISSUE

THE SUNDAY SERVICE

Benjamin Sturgis Pray

And here two reading lamps provideA light whose flow, like stream of grace.In shining forth is multipliedTill it enfolds each Reader's faceWithin the white, reflected glowWhich rises from the books below.

But deeper radiance is shedUpon the listeners through speechAs phrase by healing phrase is readWith Truth's own penetrating reach,Till those go forth whose hearts have heard—Their faces lighted by the Word.

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