[Written for the Sentinel.]

FORWARD!

Forward! Whatever clouds are overhead,However dim the stars above us shine,We stumble when our steps by fear are led;The only guide we need is Love divine!

Forward! However dimmed by grief or doubt,Our roadway leads us into light and joy.Forward! Whatever dangers seem without,Faith and content may still our thoughts employ.

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CHANNELS OF GOOD
April 13, 1912
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