Poem August 25, 1906 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

At Last

M. BETTIE BELL.

At last, I saw the light.
It came from one who knew the way;
Who said that darkness could not stay.
And taught me what she knew was right.

At last, my hope grew strong,
I strove to lay my burden down
And seek in Truth to find the crown;
I'd waited on the Lord so long.

At last, my trust rose high,
The Word of Life came clear to me,
It said, You must and shall be free,
And God shall be forever nigh.

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