Poem December 8, 1962 Issue

REBIRTH

Margaret Eileen Moore

I shall go upward till the day's full sun
Rises to bless the land.
I shall be steadfast in my quest
Till I understand.

Lead me beside Thy waters, Lord,
Take me by the hand.
There is room amid Thy pastures
For me to stand.

Thou hast fashioned my raiment
Since before the world began.
I have heard the angels at Thy gate
Sing of the perfect man.

All this I know, for the spreading dawn
Has touched the waking earth.
Guide me with loving-kindness, Lord,
Through the day of my rebirth.

Margaret Eileen Moore

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