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"It never was"
"It cannot be," "It never was,"
Yet error lingered on,
'Til Love divine dissolved the lie
And "never was" was gone.
No shots were fired, no swords unsheathed,
No battle lines were drawn,
As perfect Life was realized.
This brought a perfect dawn.
What seemed like time was progress,
What seemed like meekness, might.
The joy of demonstration came—
I felt the dove alight!
DORIS JUNE JACK
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April 12, 1982 issue
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Viewing the news
BERTSCH DOAN
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Letter from a student activist of the sixties
ELAINE H. NATALE
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Spiritual aspiration and career choices
JOE ELLER
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Eternity now
SUZANNE R. WILLIAMS
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The single parent
ROXANNE H. BAKER
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"Night airs"
VIRGINIA THESIGER
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LETTERS TO THE PRESS
with contributions from STIG K. CHRISTIANSEN, AUDREY E. APPLEBY
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In the presence of love—freedom
BEULAH M. ROEGGE
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Taking possession of the body
NATHAN A. TALBOT
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"It never was"
DORIS JUNE JACK
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Prayer in the principal's office
Evans Richardson
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In 1975 I became ill with a bronchial disorder
JACKLYN J. WILLIAMS with contributions from JAMES L. WILLIAMS
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During a visit with some friends in their new house, while we...
KENNETH W. EGGERT
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"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on...
EVELYN MAY CHOWN
