Poem September 8, 1917 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Darkness Dispelled

EDITH F. MUNROE

'Tis said that God is good; yet men believe
He who is Love divine
Doth send them sorrow, pain, all things that grieve;
This gloomy creed's not mine.

'Tis said that God is Life. Why then declare
That death is God-ordained?
Our Master conquered death. Shall mortals dare
Question what he attained?

Yes, God is Truth, men say; yet they give heed
To grievous lies that bind
Them fast to sin and sickness. Sad indeed
The plight of mortals blind!

The light still shines in darkness; God hath sent
To earth Love's message sweet,
And now we know that Truth omnipotent
Doth reign, all is complete.

Enjoy 1 free Sentinel article or audio program each month, including content from 1898 to today.

Send a comment to the editors
NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Article
From Our Exchanges
September 8, 1917
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit