Poem July 10, 1948 Issue

SO SHALL THY STRENGTH BE

Dudley Stow

"As yet I am as strong this day"—brave words
At fourscore years and five, but Caleb's trust
Was not the argument of spear or swords,
Which finds its final recompense in dust.
His was the fervent spirit that relied
On Mind supreme to point the only way,
To guide and guard him, howsoever tried,
Safe through all perils to the triumph day.
Caleb, like Moses, set no time to vigor,
Heeded no human fears, but understood
As he gazed upward, through both joy and rigor,
Nothing could threaten everlasting good.
Health, strength unfailing—to the last release—
Sustains the sons of Truth in grateful peace.

Dudley Stow

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