Poem September 26, 1953 Issue

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Doris A. Lewis

O Father , open Thou my lips
When I speak forth Thy word.
Oh, let my mouth show forth Thy praise
And cause it to be heard;
Oh, let each word be understood,
So spiritually clear
That every thirsty, hungry heart
May feel Thy presence near.

Doris A. Lewis

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