[Written for the Sentinel.]

SHOW ME THY FACE

No man shall look upon my face and live.—Genesis.

Moses saw God, a warrior King pass by,Trembling with awe he watched those fingers traceThe stern commandments to the chosen race,While crashing thunders rolled their threats on highAnd flaming tongues forked from a livid sky.The mighty Yawah of Hidden FaceFilled with His terrors all the awful place,That smoking mount which whoso touched must die.But one who walked a little while below,Whose words, though earth and heaven pass, shall stand,Through whose pure eyes the Father smiled,Said, 'Tis eternal life thy God to know.Thus in our greater light we seek God's hand,And pray, "Look on Thy child, look on Thy child!"

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