Poem March 22, 1952 Issue

THERE IS A PATH

(Job 28:7, 8)

Hazel A. Blackwell

There is a path that no bird knows,
And that the vulture as it soars
In swift-winged flight has never seen;
Where lions' whelps have never been;
Where the fierce lion never goes.

Through hidden peril, warring foes,
Through fire and flame, through all the woes
That darkened mortal sense may bring,
There is a path.

Love is the way—the love that knows
God's ever-presence and that shows
All things that cruel and evil seem
Are but the dreamings of a dream.
Walk fearlessly. Love will disclose
There is a path.

Hazel A. Blackwell

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