Poem September 19, 1901 Issue

Loving Father

BY CHARLES H. GLIDDEN.

Loving Father, Truth triumphant, Counselor and King,
Here we gather to adore Thee, here our hearts we bring.
Bud and blossom bring Thee incense, birds Thy praises
swell;
In Thy courts harmonious we would always dwell.

When the way is dreary and the sun has gone,
When the shadows lengthen, and the night comes on;
Oh! Be near us, Father, stilling every fear,
Let Thy Light illumine all our pathway here.

In Thy brooding presence we commune with Thee;
In Thy secret covert Thou hast set us free.
We will do Thy service gladly while 'tis called to-day,
Loving all and loving ever, in the Christ's own way.

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