Poem May 8, 1920 ISSUE

[Written for the Sentinel]

Nearer to Thee

FRANCES BROWN SKINNER

I know there is no dimming of the lightToward which I turn.I know there is no varying of the right.This I discern.And every day I know I closer walk,Grateful, my Lord, to Thee.In purer moments, undefiled, I talkAlone with Thee,And angels of Thy presence come to me.

And as I walk I find the closing dayBut just begun.And as I talk gleams forth the radiant rayFrom its dear sun.In this clear light I see revealed hereGod's love for me.In revelation true I yield all fearTo harmony.And nearer draw, I pray, worthier to Thee.

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