Poem December 9, 1950 Issue

"TOUCH NOT THE UNCLEAN THING"

Elsie Lidgett Rich

I will not have a will to call my own;
Thy will is mine, and mine is Thine alone.
Teach me to know Thy truth,
And so to be
Ever in harmony with Thee.
Dear Father-Mother God,
To live aright,
And as I ought,
I first must learn,
"Touch not the unclean thing"
In deed or thought.

Elsie Lidgett Rich

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