[Written for the Sentinel]

The Poor Wise Man

He sat within his walls, and thoughtThe high, clean thoughts of one who walks with God;About him swirled the city's toil and strife:Enchained by sin and pain his brother trod.

He heard the cry of suff'ring ones;He saw the hosts of wrong encamped about.One with less wisdom would have drawn his sword,And rushed forth to the combat with a shout.

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Spiritual Refreshment
May 5, 1923
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