[Written for the Sentinel.]

A MORNING SONG

As we journey on the pathway
Of our course from sense to Soul,
And behold with raptured vision
Love's sure heritage, our goal,
Let us then a gladsome greeting
Give each brother on the way,
Who perhaps may see less clearly
Every blessing of the day;
That his heart may take fresh courage,
And may join us in our song
Which we sing with full assurance
Of deliverance from all wrong.
For our tender God has mercies,
New with every morning breath,—
Sorrow, pain, and burdens lightened;
Love, the victor over death!

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