Poem May 9, 1953 Issue

ASSURANCE

Maude L. Fitzsimmons

In earnest prayer and quietude
I reach out where
I know is peace;
In Thee, O Father-Mother God,
My blessings never cease.

The storms of yesterday
forgotten are,
And as I reach out for the star
That ever guides to greater height
I sing in joyous gratitude,
For now I know
"There is no night."

Maude L. Fitzsimmons

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