[Written for the Sentinel]

Awake Thou

Doth thy way seem lonely, tired heart,
Thy way seem far from other men apart,
No friendly far out-reaching hand,
No one near to understand
Thy hopes, the good that thou wouldst know?
Then, tired heart, arise and go
With friendly hand outstretched and give
Thy very best unto each passer-by, and live
So close to God that thou canst see
Just what thy God would have thee be.
Step from thy garment of self-pity old,—
Live thou the sweetest story told,
Forget thyself, thy lonely way,
Give unto thy God each newborn day;
Lend not to error's seeming power
One moment of God's holy hour,
Listen only for thy Father's voice;
Awake thou! And rejoice! Rejoice!

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Testimony of Healing
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