[Written for the Sentinel]

O Love Divine!

Lord, let me sing to Thee my songs of praise,
For I would dedicate to Thee my days.
And as I journey ever nearer Thee,
Let me proclain abroad Thy majesty.

O Love divine, Thou art my All-in-all,
My never failing help whene'er I call.
Upon my path Thy words shed heav'nly light;
They points the way, they guide my steps aright.

From Thy dear precepts let me never stray;
In Thy great vineyard let me work alway.
And let this task above all else be mine,—
Thy holy name to praise, O Love divine.

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