Poem April 21, 1997 Issue

"The king's daughter is all glorious within"*

Adèle M. Teich

Nothing I can do or say,
nothing I can think or pray,
no stalwart stand or anxious act
can alter or affect the fact
that I am God's child.

Fixed in Mind, in Love secure,
resolute in Truth, no lure
of matter's rule or error's net
can make me falter or forget
that I am God's child.

Perfection is God's boundless base
from which reflection springs to face
its source. Humble, I heed the voice
bidding me rise up and rejoice
that I am God's child.

*Ps. 45:13

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