Poem December 1, 1917 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Awaken!

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

Awaken from thy slumber! See
The feast of Truth prepared for thee!
The healing feast of joy and peace:
Partake, dear friend! Thy ills cease!

Why dost thou weep? Look up! Rejoice!
And drink truth's vintage; raise thy voice
With songs of gladness! Blest thou art—
A child of God, from grief apart!

Love takes thy hand and leadeth thee
From out the mist of error, free!
And e'er remaineth at thy side,
With loving counsel as thy guide!
God's children ever dwell secure
From every ill—unfallen, pure;
Whate'er the evil mask may seem,
Tis nothing but a mortal dream!

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