Master’s Calling

Oh, hearken now for blessed Master’s Calling, to all souls who seek their home. Oh, tarry not for night is falling;  for God is Love and He doth know His own.
 
The gates of heaven are surely swinging open; are open now to take us in, the age has come with Light abounding; for with His Love He’s washed away all sin.

Brother, now, shall love his younger brother; every race and faith and creed. All sustaining one another; gone will be all thought of hate and greed.

Oh, wonderous night with Glory past our knowing; will pass unsees to eyes of fesh. Oh, Father, for You bright Love’s glowing; we in that Love shall find our perfect rest.

Mary J. Garlich

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Note: Written in 1963 after sitting at the beloved feet of the Master in Chicago.