Poem February 2, 1952 Issue

SANCTUARY

Alan W. Thwaites

Upon the world's horizon broods
The challenge of an unspent storm,
And over troubled nations spreads
The shadow of the old alarm.

But clearer comes the promise now,
Though seven thunders should awake,
"Behold, there is a place by me,
And thou shalt stand upon a rock."

Alan W. Thwaites

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