[Written for the Sentinel.]


With Thee, O God!How beauteous is the morn!What glory hath the dawn,Thy presence near!Wakened by Thy dear voice,How doth my heart rejoiceWhen nature's morning songBursts on my ear.

My hand in Thine—Thro' all the long glad dayI tread the narrow wayIn blessed calm.Leaning upon Thy breast,What can disturb my rest?Held by Thy mighty power,What foes alarm?

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