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Poem March 19, 1910 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

ASPIRATION

AMY RUTH WENZEL.

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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