The next poem in Jane Caroline Reed's copy book-The Power of Life

Lucy and Jane Reed

The Power of Life

They are safe in his hands, the tempests
    In his, but not in ours;
No hand may wield the lightning
    But the hand that folds the flowers.

He is the Lord of the winds + thunder,
    But has stronger powers then they;
And the Lord of Life is working,
    He is working everyday.

For the Lord of life is working,
    And his strongest force is life;
Ever with death it wagest
    Silent, victorious strife.

And Truth is strongest then Falsehood,
    And needs but an open field;
And Love is stronger the hatred,
    And Love will never yield.

And one breath of life is stronger
    Than all the hosts of death.

                                Mrs Charlie