Poem January 11, 1982 Issue

Sabbath light

ARLENE POURROY

Not far away or once upon a time
but ever in right-nowness of the truth
clear sabbath light of Christ awakens thought.
Dim shadows of a fallen mortal man,
dream-carried through a thousand sorrows, vanish.

The same day is the sabbath, ever blessed—
man proved sinless, spiritual, and complete,
his dominion obediently expressed.
O sons of God, shout!
Daughters of Spirit, sing!
We are God's joy, His holy work and rest.

ARLENE POURROY

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