HOREB DAY

The meek sheep waited. Nothing threatenedThere in the quiet Horeb day.

Moses had turned aside to seeThat great sight,The bush burning and not consumingIn the midst of the flame of fire.

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SPIRITUAL SERVICE
May 2, 1953
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