[Written for the Sentinel.]

PROTECTION AT NIGHT

We cannot be alone, for thou art near!What though the midnight shadows close us round,And terror seems to lurk in sight and sound:Still are we safe, since thou, O Christ, art here!

We cannot be alone, though far be friends,And all our rooms stand vacant now, and still:Hush! beating heart, the quiet bodes no ill,For at thy side is he, thy Friend of friends.

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