[Written for the Sentinel.]

A PSALM OF GRATITUDE

All praise to Thee, all glory to Thy name,
Our Father, God, O Love divine,
For like refreshing summer dew,
That lifts the thirsty flowers anew,
Thy mercy fills this heart of mine.

My thoughts that dwell in secret sing to Thee
A psalm of praise that lifts its voice
(Above discordant mortal tones,
That error sings and sorrow moans),
To bid the heart of man rejoice.

O ever-present Love, Thou All-in-all,
I longed for love and found in Thee
The love that lives and never dies,
The only love that satisfies,
That knows the truth and sets me free.

I walked in dreams, O Love, and found Thee not;
In paths of false belief I sought
Thy princely form, but woke one day,
And learned to God the only way
Was that which Jesus lived and taught.

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