Poem March 19, 1921 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

More than Conquerors

MARY A. MACOMBER

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 life
Shall guard thee from the sensuous strife.

Now is light in which to go;
Love triumphant thou mayst know.
"Abide in me," no darkling sense
Is here. Arise, go hence.
Walking with God in paths apart,
More than conqueror thou art.

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