Poem April 10, 1954 Issue

LOVE'S OWNERSHIP

Sylvia Joan Albery

Each hour is filled with Love;
Why hurry then?
Your time unfolds in perfect peace.
You cannot rush God's will;
Be patient and be still.

Each hour is filled with Love;
Why mourn the time?
If what you seek seems far away,
Rejoice and understand
His blessing is at hand.

Each hour is filled with Love;
Why linger then?
Now is the time to heal and save
And, loving faith unfurled,
To feed a hungry world.

Sylvia Joan Albery

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