Poem April 11, 1908 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE STORM STILLED

LAURA GERAHTY.

Dark was the night, and full of doubt and sorrow,
God's smile was hidden neath a load of fears ;
Each day wore on in dread of the to-morrow,
And all life's sunshine was absorbed in tears.

Vain were the prayers that brought no soothing answer,
Wasted the effort of the ceaseless fight.
Had God forgot us ? Had we ceased to move Him ?
Wand'ring in darkness, while we groped for light.

One came among us in our direst peril,
Steadfast amid the fear, all fear above;
Holding the lamp of Truth for falt'ring footsteps.
Whisp'ring with gentle voice that God is Love.

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