[Written for the Sentinel]

Activity

Dear Father, let me on Thy word rely,
That I may daily prove,
In every act and word unfailingly,
The healing of Thy love.

Oh, Father, in Thy bounty let me live,
That when my cruse seems spent
I may in trustfulness to others give
What Thou to me hast lent.

And, Father, let Thy love in me abound,
Richly and constantly,
So that no thought of hate be lodged or found
Within Love's panoply.

Then, Father-Mother All, in Thee I'll know
Life's rest—activity;
And every day each golden hour will show
Some tender gleam from Thee.

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