[Written for the Sentinel]

More than Conquerors

Wearying one, the struggle cease.Let peace the troubled thought release.The boisterous wind, the waters deep,Are but the dream that comes with sleep.God's peace His own encompasseth,Peace all understanding passeth.

Awake! The dawn is in the skies!Why tarry now in mortal lies?Love leadeth thee in pastures green,Love shieldeth thee from earth-blasts keen.Goodness and mercy all thy lifeShall guard thee from the sensuous strife.

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