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Poem July 9, 1927 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Stand!

MABEL CONE BUSHNELL

To stand and know He leads,
Though we cannot see the way;
To stand through storm and stress,
When darkness dims the day;
When fear seeks to appall,
And doubt to enter in;
When hatred would enthrall,
To simply stand with Him.

This is our work for God—
The path our Master trod.

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