Poem March 27, 1909 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

COMFORT ME

LAURA GERAHTY

Comfort me, Lord, that I may be
Some comfort to another;
That on his darkness I may shed
Light for a stumbling brother.
A soother to the aching heart
That watches late in sorrow;
A little cloud-break in the sky
When dawns the dim tomorrow.
Help me to reap, that I may sow
Seed from Thy purple mountains;
To pass along the cooling cup
Filled from Thy ceaseless fountains;
To gather sweets from every flower
That lightens up the dawning.
Their scent will linger through the night
Ere glows another morning.

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