[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE VOICE OF TRUTH

THY guiding Voice, O Truth, in thought I hear,
Rebuking error, stilling grief and fear!
My heart its healing benediction shrines;
And lo, like sun-surf purpling hillside vines,
A rush of radiance ripens power and cheer—
Thy guiding Voice.

Awakened faith brings to my waiting ear.
Soft as the murmur of some distant mere
Yet mighty as the wind that rends the pines,
Thy guiding Voice.

Thought, volant, free, transcends this finite sphere,
Knowing the unseen things of Spirit near,
And up the thistly way that peaceward twines,
The open open gate of harmony divines,
When through its hush. O Truth, rings rich and cleat
Thy guiding Voice.

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