[Written for the Sentinel]

A Psalm of Faith

What though the shadows dim the path
And shut the sunshine out?
The loving Father knows the way—
His care is round about.

And I will follow where He leads
With praise upon my lip;
Nor ever shall my heart be bowed;
Nor shall my footstep slip.

My tent shall rest within His gate,
By Truth's almighty key
Unlocked; and I shall dwell in peace
Where joy and safety be.

His hand shall be my strength in need,
His precepts my delight;
And though I slumber-laden be,
In Him there is no night.

He will preserve my going out
And coming in; for o'er
His sacred and eternal courts
He reigns forevermore.

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