Poem March 7, 1988 Issue

You and me

Judith Ann Hardy

Can I—just one—so love our world
That it can feel my care?
I know I can, when I but climb
My holy hill of thought
And look beyond the mortal mist
To see God's perfect work.

He's All-in-all. This precious fact
Is here and now. My knowing it
Reveals His mighty power right where
It's needed, wanted, sought—
To feed the hungry, heal the hurt,
And give the homeless home.

You, too, can help. No need to wait
Before you use your wings!
Let's take God's all-embracing love
And live and love it more.
Then trust His ever-present law
To make His power known.

Judith Ann Hardy

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