Poem August 9, 1958 Issue

CHARITY

I Corinthians 13

Mary Lucretia Barker Franklin

The way was steep and night seemed long,
But charity rejoiced,
In darkness raised Love's triumph song.
Through clouds the truth she voiced.

Though some thought wrongly of a friend,
Still charity maintained
Her perfect likeness, without end,
To God; the truth explained.

Some praised her for the healing, cried,
"What great things you have done!"
"Praise God," then charity replied,
"He is the perfect One."

Mary Lucretia Barker Franklin

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