Poem July 28, 1973 Issue

FACING "IMPOSSIBLE" TASKS

Vera Sohr Kelly

Father,

nothing is impossible to Thee!
Quicken me according to Thy will.
Oh, I listen with humility,
and all is still.

I am at one with ancient prophecy.
Fulfillment then becomes fulfillment now.
The Israelites and I are by the sea.
The waters flow

and part while we go forward on Thy ground.
Six times our trust embraces Jericho.
Once more we lift the ark and walk around
dark walls. We know

the trumpet call of patient Truth prevails,
and barriers fall. Our land of peace appears,
and we have memories of Love that scales
all mysteries.

Six times with Naaman my faith obeys
the Christ, and bathes in Jordan's living deep.
The seventh depth removes the stain, disease,
and mist, and sleep.

Nothing, Father, is impossible to Thee!
Then, and now again, Thine is the victory!

Vera Sohr Kelly

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