Modern people have cities for their home, where their life is walled in by want and dread, pained by nights without sleep and days of grinding work, in the struggle to earn their daily bread. In our cities, immense and growing out, there are millions from faith and love estranged, who need to recapture thoughts of better things and whose hearts, by the grace of Christ, can change. In the dark of our noisy city life, men and women are groping for the light, human beings who hunger to see right prevail, unaware of the liberating Christ. In the great giant cities of our globe, hollowed out by the ways of greed and crime, we are set to reflect the likeness of our God and to act out renewal's great design. Grow then, cities, to house the human race, with your skyscrapers blotting out the sun. Let Christ be the light to shine from all our homes in the high-rising blocks of steel and stone.