Poem December 14, 1957 Issue

SWEETER THAN THE SONG OF BIRD

Elizabeth Tucker Dresser

FAR sweeter than the song of bird
The tranquil voice of Truth I heard.
The wind itself was hushed to hear
The living Word, so still, so clear,
Whose calm command calls forth the light
That rends the dark veil of earth's night,
Dissolving error's every trace,
Revealing man, the son of grace,
Walking forth with freedom's stride,
Ennobled, blessed, and glorified.

Far sweeter than the song of bird
The tranquil voice of Truth I heard.

Elizabeth Tucker Dresser

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