Are you sure?
This bookmark will be removed from all folders and any saved notes will be permanently removed.
Poem July 4, 1983 ISSUE
I wrestled all night. Now, it's done.Redeemed, renewed, I am alone;Bathed in effulgence of rising sun,
My soul's abrim.And oh, it is as if I'd seenThe face of Him.
July 4, 1983Contents
"The joy that none can take away"
MARJORY S. M. CERN
Man's present freedom
RUTH MARIE BOYD HEIN
Refuse the talking serpent
DOROTHY A. J. WOODRUFF
Living eternal life
The understanding of God destroys fear
THELMA SHIPMAN SCHROEDER
Guided to supply
"First lessons" in moral and spiritual law (Part III)
JON GIB HARDER
A home for the homeless
CAROLYN B. SWAN
The greatest freedom we can ever know
WILLIAM E. MOODY
A true story for Tricia
"O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou...
GUADALUPE NAVARRO de GUERRERO
Shortly after taking up the study of Christian Science, I had an...
RIETTA CAPPELS CRANE
One day many years ago I was doing the laundry, using a...
CARMEN MARIE FRUIN