[Written for the Sentinel.]

TEACH ME, O GOD

Teach me, O God, not with my lips to pray—
The voice of prayer so many a time is drowned
In murky waves of oft-repeated sound
That choke the Spirit's call. Day after day
Strengthen the prayer that Thou wouldst have me say,
And let me know. that in my heart abound
The unvoiced longings for Thy love profound;
And to those longings, in Thy blessed way,
Thou wilt give answer. So shall I, Thy child,
Raise glad and trusting eyes above the dense
Enshrouding cloud of this mortality,
And over all the noise of discords wild
That reach the earthly ear, with love intense
And pure desire I'll raise my voice to Thee.

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CHRISTIAN SCIENCE
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