Poem April 16, 1955 Issue

PRAISE BE TO OUR GOD

Thomas B. Kenyon

Praise be to our God,
He who is Light,
The Life, the Soul of all.
No shades of night can fall
Where He is known.
His wondrous love.
His tenderness and grace.
Shine through the mists of time
And fill all space.
Glory and honor bring
To Him eternally,
Proving His unity,
Reflecting His purity,
Radiant with Truth's light—
In garments always white.

Thomas B. Kenyon

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