Poem September 13, 1947 Issue

OUR READING ROOM

Lottie M. Brown

To this place, dear loving Father,
Lead the thirsty ones today;
Here to quaff the healing waters,
And in grateful silence pray.

May they drop the heavy burden,
And reflect Love's joyous cheer!
May they learn that Love is guiding,
And in Love there's nought of fear.

May they find their full dominion
Over error, sin, or pain,
And in quiet meditation
Vision of the Christ regain.

To this place for consolation
Lead the weary and distressed:
May the Christ-love here revealing
Quell all fear and give them rest.

Father, still Thy benediction
Rests on all with grace divine;
Still the atmosphere of Spirit
Blesses all, for all are Thine.

Lottie M. Brown

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