Poem July 25, 1953 ISSUE

TRUE HERITAGE

Grace B. Ladd

All that the Father has,Dear child, belongs to you.Why do you stand in want?For this is true:No other can receiveThat which is yours.Why spend in grievingPrecious hours?

Go, claim your heritage.If you but turn your faceToward home,You'll find all that the Father hasYour own!

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