[Written for the Sentinel.]


Make me a savor of sweetness,A sweet-smelling savor of Love,To hearts that know not the repleteness,Of life that is breathed from above.

To hearts that are stifled with sadness,In pain swooning under the rod,Oh, make me a savor of gladness,A perfume to lead them to God.

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