[Written for the Sentinel]

"Awake thou that sleepest"

We seek no flashing light that gleameth far away,
Piercing the shrouding night with transient ray;
Called out of sleep, Father, we pray to Thee
That Truth's unclouded sun may light our way.
And thou, O Christ, art Truth and Life and Love, today
As when twin stars first sang their rhythmic lay;
And all the seeming dark must fly before
The Light that shineth to the perfect day.

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