[Written for the Sentinel.]

SECURITY

We turn not back
When paths look dim
And skies seem gray;
No good we lack
When trusting Him—
Love lights the way.

No dream of sense
can make us fear;
We watch and pray.
This our defense:
Heaven is here,
Love leads the way.

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