Poem February 28, 1925 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Confidence

KATE WEBER

O LORD, deep in my heart abiding,
Thou art with me;
No greater comfort than confiding,
My God, in Thee.

Deliver me from false ambition,
And from all fear;
And daily purify my vision,
To see Thee near.

Am I about myself despairing?
I look to Thee.
How sweet to feel that thou art caring,
My God, for me.

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