Poem August 21, 1954 Issue

GOD'S WILL

Jeanne Scully Pratt

Thy will be done. You say
In heaven it must be so;
God rules supreme. You count
His love enough to know.

But when, through mists of sense,
You seek to know His will.
And find it not, recall
These quiet words: "Be still."

Then thought awakes. You see
That God's immortal plan
Includes all truth; and Love
Must now encircle man.

Jeanne Scully Pratt

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