Poem February 21, 1970 Issue

PATIENCE

Genia McCormick Greider

When God is less than God,
or so it seems;
when mortal mind has shut out
all the beams
of faith, of Truth, of Life,
of Love,
then grasp, O friend, each merest thread
of hope.
Cling, like Jacob, till it becomes
a rope
of strength, to bless, to heal thee,
from above.

Genia McCormick Greider

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