[Written for the Sentinel.]

DESIRE

O heart of mine,
Put every idle, empty dream away;
Let gentle love within my thought hold sway
With power divine.

O will of mine,
Be still and know that God alone hath power
To guide my steps aright, though dark the hour,
With light divine.

O Love divine,
I long to see thy healing light outflow,
Undimmed by thought of self; and thus to know
True joy is mine.

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