[Written for the Sentinel]

"Songs in the night"

A song may sing its simple wayWhere sermons fail to reach;A song sometimes the heart may stayWhen prophets vainly preach.

Some loving hymn through seasons drear,When discord darkest seemed,Has brought the heavenly presence near,And doubting hearts redeemed.

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