Poem June 16, 1956 Issue

SECURITY

Gwen M. Castle

God's tender love embraces His creation,
The everlasting arms enclose His own;
There is no fear nor sudden consternation
For one who feels he never stands alone.

There is no grief nor sense of separation,
The angels of His presence are at hand;
The Word is here to bring its consolation—
The truth revealed for all to understand.

Gwen M. Castle

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