[Written for the Sentinel.]

"IT SUFFICETH US"

I seek for Thee, O Truth, I seek for Thee!
As thirsting creatures to the fountain fly
And earth-dimmed eyes strain for the cloudless sky,
So my heart longs its need to satisfy.
I seek for Thee,, O Truth, I seek for Thee!

I look to Thee, O Love, I look to Thee!
What need I other than Thy mute caress?
Where else to turn for truth and tenderness,
When all earth's loves are turned to bitterness?
I look to Thee, O Love, I look to Thee!

I turn to thee, dear Christ, I turn to thee!
What though an angry world should scoff or frown?
What though we bear a cross? We know the crown,
The sin forgiv'n, the healing, are thine own,
And come, dear Christ from thee, alone from thee.

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