Poem July 1, 1916 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Morning

EDITH L. PERKINS

As when across the waking east there shows
The first faint flush of dawn, whose latent beams
Portend the coming of the light that teems
Triumphant till the earth no shadow knows;
So in the heart where now but faintly glows
The presence of the Christ, these quickening gleams
Give promise of release from earthly dreams
When Spirit's light the consciousness o'erflows.

O patient Love, with tenderness untold,
Protecting, guiding all the upward way,
Undimmed Thy purity would we behold,
Thou source of light, revealing endless day!
Thy perfectness our model would we make
And in Thine image glorified awake.

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