LOVE'S HEALING

CHARLES C. SANDELIN.

A whisper heard at eventide,
That bids the troubled thought awake,
And in Truth's sheltering courts abide,
Illusions dread of earth forsake:
Thus cometh Love at sorrow's eve.
And bringeth peace to them that grieve.

How wondrous that a tender word
Makes error's fetters fall away!
No more the frightening storm is heard,
Love changeth night to sunlit day.
While heavenly joy and hope renew,
Behold life's sweet, harmonious view!