" OUT OF THE WRECK, I RISE "
Lord, I arise to Thee among the stars,' I bind my soul within their shining bands, I turn from me the memory of scars, I heal me with the touch of Night's cool hands, I lift the sorrow from my drowning life— Lord, all Thy waves have passed over me
—My eyes are blinded in this 6eaung strife, My lips are locked for very aprony. Tet hear me though I havo no words to pray, Hear my heart's silent words, the while I learn That nil the wisdom that the wise may flay, Or books may tell, is not -the least hand's turn ' Of help, to one who must hie own strength be When most lio welters in the engnlphing soa. —Pamela Glonconuor, in the "Westminster Gazette."
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Dominion, Volume 11, Issue 251, 11 July 1918, Page 3
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133" OUT OF THE WRECK, I RISE " Dominion, Volume 11, Issue 251, 11 July 1918, Page 3
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