[Written for the Sentinel.]

"LAZARUS, COME FORTH"

So spake the Master, standing by the graveOf one bound hand and foot by error's chain.He spake with power, he knew 'twas not in vain:Truth voiced in faith mankind from death could save.

At the command the dead straightway arose,And came to where the Master waiting stoodTo loose his bonds. And at the sight the rudeAnd questioning crowd fell back. Truth quelled his foes.

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