Poem June 13, 1914 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Wayside Hymn

LUCILE TINNIN

Father divine, Thou giv'st our dower:
We taste the wine of Love,
And in Thy presence every hour,
With heart elate, find needful power,
The strength that lifts above.

The lone and weary we have fed
With comfort from Thy word;
Oh, give us meekness while we tread,
And help us on our journey shed
Humility, dear Lord!

We pray, if not too much to ask,
While nearer glows the west,
That we may better do our task,
And overcome the sin, unmasked,
Honoring Thy high behest.

This moment holds eternal sway
O'er hearts who seek to know
The living Christ, in Thine own way.
Oh, be our guardian, guide, our stay,
Lest weeds that hinder grow!

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