Poem October 14, 1996 Issue

Here

Margaret Evans

Father, I know that You are here;
In mountain pass or valley deep,
In office or on busy street,
I feel Your presence near.

In plane or boat or on the road,
Father, You turn my heart to gladness;
I leave all gloom and sadness,
Knowing well that You are with me.
I have no fear,
I know that You are near.

At home or in a foreign land
I can rejoice,
Assured Your love is near.
I listen, and hear
The "still small voice,"*
And know that You are here.

*I Kings 19:12.

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