[Written for the Sentinel]


WHAT though I sleep not nor slumber,
who shall be able to number
The blessings that come in the hush of the night?
Though darkness surround me
It cannot confound me,
Since God is all presence, all Life, and all light.

In Him I am dwelling;
His angels are telling
The story my longing heart hungers to hear,
Of goodness and beauty
Which come when our duty
Is done; and we realize God is so near.

His presence brings gladness,
His love destroys sadness,
His light dispels darkness and doubting and fear.
He is Father and Mother,
We seek not another;
We trust Him to guide us; our pathway is clear.

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