Poem July 28, 1917 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

"Thy will be done"

ADELA V. SCRIMGEOUR

"Thy will be done." No more the heart-wrung sigh,
Or resignation's uncomplaining tear;
No more we yield—watching our earth hopes die—
Sad thanks to God, and own His chastening dear.

"Thy will be done." A higher, holier song
Is ours who strive His loving law to know:
A song of praise for triumph over wrong,
A cry of victory over human woe!

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