TURN TO GOD

When hosts of error cloud my wayAnd hide God's blessing through the day,I turn to Him in earnest prayer,Rejoicing for His loving care.Then Truth's redeeming light shines clear,Dispelling sickness, doubt, or fear.His angels bring me swift release:I feel the calm of holy peace.

Viola M. Chartraw

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