[Written for the Sentinel]

God's Presence

I loved the night, for then it seemedThat I was nearer Thee, O Father.When the clash and clamor of the dayHad silent grown, and mortal thoughtHad ceased its vain and useless strife,In the quiet of night I was alone with Thee.I seemed to feel Thee nearer, Father, then;And in calm serenity of consciousnessI talked with Thee, and knew Thy presence—Knew that Thy all-powerfulYet tender loving arm encircled me;Held in Thy unfaltering, faithful love,I found my rest. Thou, Father-Mother, God,Art ever with me; and I knowThat where Thou art no ill can come,And all my needless fears subside.For well I know that Thy protecting care,Thine infinite love surrounds me now,For Thou art Love, and All-in-all.My hand fast held in Thine I feelThe confidence, security, and peaceThy presence giveth; knowing ThouArt here, I rise to find the lightOf Truth; and lo, there is no night!

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