Poem December 13, 1952 Issue

CONQUEST

Psalms 108:13

"Through God we shall do valiantly." The ripe
Fulfillment of our sacred hopes is nigh;
with tenderness and mercy Love will wipe
Away our grievous tears and purify
Our lives. Great victory have they who turn
To God's immortal strength and healing might;
Through Spirit's holy conquest they shall learn
Why night has always fled from morning's light.
The chainless winds of Life shall sweep away
The bitter briefness of mortality,
And Love supreme will crown each shining day
With peace. "Through God we shall do valiantly."
Be joyous! The accuser is not here;
Be meek, and let Love's victory appear.

Eleanor M. Luce

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