Poem May 22, 1926 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Our God

CHARLOTTE GIRLING JENVEY

Does the way stretch sometimes lonely?
Is the answer hard to find?
Rise above these seeming shadows;
Turn to God, the only Mind.

There all peace and joy await you;
There the light for darkest hour;
Ceaselessly there is unfoldment
In the Mind that is All-power.

Sing aloud your songs triumphant;
Falter not, nor think to fall.
Loving arms will still support you,
For our God is All-in-all.

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