[Written for the Sentinel]

Guerdon

Father of lights! Our Father!What shall the guerdon be,For many a grim encounterWith the waves of a surging sea?"Many a vessel, tempest tossed,From the power of the storm set free."

Father of lights! Our Father!For many an hour of prayer,With fear cast out and self denied,What answer shall we hear?"Whatsoever in my name ye shall askShall in fullness of time appear."

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