[Written for the Sentinel]


HAST ever watched the dawn of lightSteal o'er the hilltops, out of night?As light emerges, darkness flies;And wondrous beauty fills the skies.

So is it when the truth's bright beamShines in upon me with its gleam;Dark shadows, sickness, fears, departWhen Christ's pure light reigns in my heart.

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