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Poem August 4, 1980 Issue

No time for prayer?

PHYLLIS STODDARD

So—the situation is noisy and bad—
I don't have to wait until quiet is had
to call upon God;
He's never away.

I don't have to look for a place to pray.
I can turn with innermost eye and ear,
For the answer I need is already here.

PHYLLIS STODDARD

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