Poem October 18, 1913 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Loyalty

MARY HORNIBROOK CUMMINS

"And thou wast also with the Nazarene!"
O word of accusation, richly fraught
With honor! What those loving hands have wrought
Enwraps the servant; sheds o'er life and thought
The halo of that matchless life serene.

And shall my answer be, "I know him not"?
E'en though the loss of friends I may foresee,
E'en though it lead to judgment-hall and tree,
My Lord, I'll fully, closely follow thee
And share the labor of thy earthly lot!

I have thy word—Love's hand shall hold me fast;
And though my feet may stumble in the way,
I know that thou for me, dear Lord, didst pray
That my faith fail not in temptation's day,
But, as a rock, stand firm unto the last.

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