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Poem January 29, 1955 Issue

FREEDOM

Sarah Rebecca Hardie

I do not have to go,
With faltering step and slow,
Through some dim pathway,
Strange, beset with fear.

I walk serene and free
Because Love walks with me—
The glory of God's presence
Ever near.

Sarah Rebecca Hardie

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