Poem September 8, 1951 Issue

"THY GENTLENESS HATH MADE ME GREAT"

(II Samuel 22:36)

Lina Plumer Clingen

Greatness lies not in stubborn human will.
It is Love's gentleness that gives us power.
The gentle summer rains refresh the earth,
And gently, too the bud becomes a flower.

So pitifully weak, so void of might.
The self-assertive, who would dominate.
The will of Love forever is to bless.
And it is Love alone that makes us great.

Lina Plumer Clingen

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