[Written for the Sentinel]

Truth Triumphant

No more do mortals grope in vainTo find God's guiding hand;For Truth has conquered sin and painAnd all their alien band.

For now are we the sons of God—These words ring true and clear.We lift our eyes above the sodTo see the dawn appear.

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