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Poem May 31, 1969 Issue

I CANNOT FATHOM LOVE'S PURE DEPTH

Oma Olna Martin

I cannot fathom Love's pure depth,
Love's heavenly height and power,
But I can comprehend that Love
Is near me every hour,

For now I am aware of this:
Love meets my present need,
Erases hate, and shines upon
Each chastened thought and deed.

Oma Olna Martin

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