Poem March 3, 1956 Issue

"THY WILL BE DONE"

Kathleen O'Connor

Why should it seem so hard to learn
How to be still—
To silence human sense and self—
And do God's will?

Here is no sad necessity
But glad release!
Relinquishing all human will,
We find true peace,

Fulfillment, joy, success—all good—
Ordained of Thee.
"Thy will be done" is heaven, here:
Reality!

Kathleen O'Connor

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